Human Experience

     Looking through the dictionary I came across the word sublunary. It means situated beneath the moon; hence, of or pertaining to this world; terrestrial; earthly. We are then considered sublunary beings.

     My father was in an accident a couple days ago. Although he made it out alive the lady in the van who caused it did not survive. He fortunately only received a fracture on his skull and some cracks on his hip. Though he will be laid up for about six weeks. With all these people I know getting hurt or passing away, it really makes me realize how fleeting life is. One can never be too careful or prepared. We are, in a sense, only human.

A Life Lost

     On a mournful note a dirge is a funeral song or tune, or one expressing mourning in commemoration of the dead. Or any composition resembling such a song or tune in character, as a poem or lament for the dead, or solemn, mournful music.

     Mourning the loss of a dear lady that passed away in a car accident I attended her funeral yesterday. It was a wonderful service with attendees numbering in the hundreds. She was such a kind and gentle woman. The world has lost a bright soul, and she will be sorely missed by all that knew her. <3

Dinner And A Show

     The word menagerie is described as a collection of wild or unusual animals, especially for exhibition. It is also an unusual and varied group of people. It comes from French meaning household management which formerlly included care of domestic animals.

     Every Sunday night such a group of unusual and varied persons meet for a potluck dinner. As I am made privvy to these get togethers I suppose I am included in said description. After a hearty meal, starting around 6:30, and the varying flavors of a store bought cake, usually chocolate, they converse until late in the night. Many topics are discussed such as recent world news, past events, and their unwavering religious veiws. Most of the time I just sit there while they prattle away like a bunch of gossiping women, most of them are men,  imposing their beliefs on each other. It is quite a comical event.

Baby Genius On The Move

     The word precocious has come to my attention twice in the last couple days. It means to be ahead in development. Usually referring to children who have surpassed the average estimate of when they achieve  certain milestones.

     As a mother of a soon to be four month old I am often approached by random strangers. After 'oohing, and ahhing' they proceed to ask how old he is. They all look quite surprised when I tell them, and go on to say how they thought he was a couple weeks to a whole month older. I often find myself witnessing such testament of his more than average developmental tendencies. Like when he rolled over at three month and eleven days. I later read that the average baby doesn't start rolling until they are five to six months. Though I don't regard him as being better than most babies, it is nice to know he's healthy, happy, and growing. Like a weed.

To Think With Your Heart?

     I came across a word the other day. Visceral. In the dictionary it says: characterized by or proceeding from instinct rather than intellect, or dealing with base emotions. Basically it's to use your feelings or heart rather than your logical intellect or in other words your brain.

     It describes my old relationship very well. For the two years we were together I was listening to my emotions, disregarding what I knew to be  logical. I believe it's okay to be intuned with what your heart wants, but you need to listen to reason once in a while. One must have a happy median or you will wind up heartbroken.

An Intruduction That Wrote Itself

     So here we are. Me trying to come up with something creative to write, and you trying to find something interesting to read. As this is my first time blogging it might take a while before anything I post becomes either creative or interesting. That I will leave up to you to decide.

     Let's begin.

      A favorite word of mine is fastidious. I first read it in a classic by Jane Austen called Pride and Prejudice. It means posessing or displaying careful, meticulous attention to detail. Or difficult to please. It comes from Old French fastidieux, and also Latin fastidium meaning squeamishness and hautiness. It  is used to describe the character Mr. Darcy perfectly as he was one haughty man.

     Now whenever I come across that word I know exactly what it means. I just remember how Mr. Darcy treated Miss Elizabeth Bennet when they first became aquainted.

     ^_^