Category Archives: Humor
Your rat-pelt eyebrows look lovely, my dear.
Here’s an interesting scoop of trivial information for you.

Ester Boardman – 1780 – who wore mouse-skin eyebrows. From: Grace Elliot – blog, http://graceelliot-author.blogspot.com/2012/06/mouse-skin-eyebrows-short-history-of.html
Did you know that in Elizabethan through Georgian times, women unknowingly poisoned themselves for years by applying a beauty product to their faces called ceruse – a mixture of white lead and vinegar? This toxic substance made the face elegantly pale and perfect-looking, while concealing pock marks and acid pitting beneath. (Think Queen Elizabeth I’s white face and eventual blood poisoning.) In addition to making the lady ill, frequently mortally so, it usually had the unfortunate side of effect of causing her to lose her eyebrows. In order to solve the eyebrow problem, ladies would skin rats and glue scraps of fresh rat pelt as artificial eyebrows – the thicker the better, because thick eyebrows connoted youth. This solved the problem of what to do with all the rats they would catch in their traps overnight.
I learned this piece of fascinating information from Sarah Downing’s fascinating book Beauty and Cosmetics 1550-1950.
On little things, as sages write,
Depends our human joy or sorrow,
If we don’t catch a mouse tonight,
Alas! No eyebrows for tomorrow. (Matthew Prior, 1718)

From Yahoo Shine/NY Fashion Week: http://shine.yahoo.com/the-thread-style-crush/most-outrageous-style-at-fashion-week-191323689.html
Why am I blogging about this today? Well, it’s Valentine’s Day: a day when countless men and women do what they can to enhance their own natural comeliness – whether by dressing provocatively, applying makeup, getting a new hairdo, or spritzing on a little too much perfume or Axe body spray.
And apparently, it’s fashion week in NYC. For those of us who frankly cannot understand haute couture, much of what can be seen there is about as weird, possibly weirder, as Elizabethan rat eyebrows.
Just sayin’.
~Thanks!
“Why You Shouldn’t Play With Your [Avocados]” by Tawna Fenske
Wandering around the blogosphere today, I found this little GEM. It’s wonderful because A.) It’s funny. B.) I love professional writers’ “life story”-type blogs, and 3.) I just happen to have two overripe avocados in my kitchen. What, oh what, should I do with them?
Probably not this. Here, read it. It’s as funny as a flaccid avocado. Enjoy:
“Why You Shouldn’t Play With Your Food,” by Tawna Fenske.
Who left the AUGURY out of INAUGURATION?
I love words. I really do. I’ve actually considered going back to graduate school (again?) just to learn more about etymology. I was always a wiz-bang student when it came to suffixes/prefixes & roots.

Inauguration
So for some reason today, I was amused but also disheartened to see this little feature on Yahoo, in regards to today’s inauguration: People Can’t Spell the Word “Inauguration.”

Hmm. Things don’t look good.
AND I started to think about the word “inauguration,” and wondered if people had any idea what its root word even means: augury, which, strangely, is the art of predicting the future by means of interpreting animal entrails. NO LIE. The word augury is much prettier when defined at Dictionary.com = divination, omen, token, indication. Dictionary.com goes on to say that the history of the word is French, and means “divination from the flight of birds . . . soothsaying, sorcery, enchantment.”
Jim Butcher’s advice on the novelist’s “Great Swampy Middle”
The best thing I’ve read all week:
Jim Butcher’s writing advice is always wonderful, practical, helpful, insightful, and darn-it-all funny.
Navigating “The Great Swampy Middle” of your novel, is, I think, his best yet.
Thanks, Mr. Butcher!

Here Frodo and Sam trek through The Great Swampy Middle….somehow making it through to the other side…..
Thank you, post-Black-Friday-Monday!
The mall was quite pretty….especially since I didn’t have to view it through crowds of people.
I am thankful — truly, completely, and totally thankful — that I did not need to brave Black Friday shopping crowds and the post-Thanksgiving weekend shopping crowds in order to do holiday shopping for my family and friends. I am thankful that I was able to drop my children off at school on Monday morning after such a hubbub, and take myself to a very uncrowded mall, shop, and not even have to wait in order to check out. I am thankful that if indeed I did spend more today than I might have at 4:00 a.m. on Friday (or worse, 8:00 p.m. on Thanksgiving Thursday) I could afford to do so – for the sake of my own sanity and comfort.
I even enjoyed my Philly cheese steak and regular fries at the mall’s food court, where I ate, not rushed, and in peace.
It’s the little things in life . . .
~Thanks!






















