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know your idioms! or, idiomatic for the people.

13 August 2009

hey, if it’s the hardest lesson for english language learners (i.e. those for whom english is a second, third, fourth language) to learn, it is understandable how many people get them confused, particularly now that we write much more on a daily basis for a wider audience, ala internet machine.

it happens to be both a curiosity of mine to know the background of idioms; it also happens to be a more-than-mild-grammar-snob annoyance when i see them repetitiously butchered in print.  what can i say, i’m an editor/teacher/nitpicky high-horser who likes language (like, LIKE-likes.  you know what i mean).  but if you were never taught, how do you even know it’s wrong?  you don’t.   knowing is half the battle, like g.i. joe says, but in this case, the other half is editing your words before you click ‘publish’ versus, say, red and blue lasers.

i’m certainly not going to nit-pick everything, because SERIOUSLY PEOPLE – i’m not that girl.  i don’t even capitalize “correctly”; obviously, i don’t get all that grumpy.

but, i notice.

so.

lesson for today:

if something catches your eye, you want to say that it

piques your interest.

not PEEK.

not PEAK.

pique.

the word pique comes from the french language (as does a large, and i mean LARGE amount of our english vocabulary). the french word is piquer, which literally means ‘to prick’.

many idioms can be arrived at (or checked) by just looking at it with some common sense, but certainly not all.  something peeking your interest makes no sense.  you could reasonably sort out “peaking your interest”, as it connotes a rise in interest.  however, you would say that you peak someones interest, rather than peak-ing, which isn’t really a word.

so there you are, your idiom for the weak.

see what i did there? 😉  if i were an 80’s band, i’d be grammarama, for sure.

post script:

since we’re on this pique/peek/peak business, when you say you want to look at something, you use “peek”.  how to remember that?  peak = mountain.  if you aren’t talking about something big, or mountain-like, best bet is you need “peek”.  homonyms will get you every time.

listology

10 August 2009
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things charming me today:

1. seinfeld on fanny packs: “it looks like your belt is digesting a small animal.”

2. waffle house

3. exactly 2 hours of nothing time, in my penultimate day of summer.

4. dinner party plans for the evening

5. the boy laughing at my story over the phone.

6. orange shoes

[edited to add a seventh] 7. senior advisor telling me i’m on track to graduate, with honors.

cringe list: this week edition

5 August 2009

– hearing “orientated” in vast quantities this week. as in, “i’m detail-orientated”.  sigh.  we’re in a recession, folks, i’m not sure you can afford to throw about the extra syllables, all willy-nilly, even if it is technically a real word.

– 1-877-DO-FRUIT, the number for a fruit bouquet company advertised on tv.

– introduction to a presentation during lunch at a teaching conference (during lunch, because we don’t deserve to have a break during our 8 hour days!): “are you guys hungry? because i brought my appetite for KNOWLEDGE!” no. you. didn’t.

meal list for one day (hypothetical, of course, as i would NEVER eat this): chocolate doughnuts, goldfish crackers, iced tea, peach, cereal, sour candy.  what am i, 8?

cliche inspirational slogan-fest 2009

4 August 2009

otherwise known as the teaching conference i was at this week.

sigh.

don’t hate me, but i really love this.

2 August 2009

and setting it in one of the most bizarre choices of location (the suburbs)?  well, that’s just the icing on the cake.

band: the dead weathers (aka jack white & alison mosshart’s newest project).
video: directed by jonathan glazer.
thank you: christopher, stewart, and ken wang; respect.

the magical vegetable fairy.

30 July 2009

dill dip!

let me say this, there are many expected pleasures of joining a CSA (community supported agriculture) group. [note: if you have no idea what a CSA is, go here or here to read more, but in short, you pay money up front and get a weekly delivery of organic, locally grown (my favorite part) basket of seasonal veggies/fruit/dairy or what you signed up for).  after you wheeze a little from the dent in your wallet (after all, even if it is a good deal, paying up front for anything necessitates a lie-down and the commencement of cocktail hour), you get a present each week of very fresh food from your CSA, or as i like to refer to it, the magical vegetable fairy.  convenient, healthy, all-granola and politically correct, you know, all that.

my parents and i decided to split a small vegetable share and a single fruit share (they have shares ranging from single to large family), and chose a pickup that is 1/4 mile from our house.  every tuesday, around 3:00, one of us goes with our bags in hand and picks up our loot.  we sort through the trade box to offload anything we have too much of or want more of, say hello to the other veggie-philes, and haul it home.  surpassing the expected plusses, however, is the unexpected good stuff.

kohlrabi, in the afternoon sun

i’m not going to lie, it feels a little like christmas, each time.

i get really excited to pick it up, peering inside the basket to see what awaits.  see, you don’t ever know what you’re going to get.  [insert overly-used and unfunny forrest gump chocolate box comparisons here.  or don’t, because you’re my friend.]  sure, there’s a calendar showing which foods are in season which months, but you don’t know which kinds, how much, what’s new, which farm had a frost…it’s a surprise.  and if i like anything, it’s gifty-surprises.  and the fact that this surprisey-spirit now surrounds not electronics, or clothes, or music – but vegetables. (side note: my family calls surprises  “sussies”, does yours?)  VEGETABLES.  now, i do enjoy vegetables, but in the busy-ness of life, i often forget how much.  i settle for the quick food that comes in its own packaging and requires no less than 30 seconds to get at it.

i’m food impatient, sometimes.

well, if we’re honest, i’m impatient about many more things.  i am a card-carrying member of the instant gratification league.

the wash.

so this is why the CSA is perfect for me.  because it is conveniently inconvenient.

conveniently,
– it reminds me, weekly, to eat my vegetables
– it is overall much, much cheaper
– it supports local farmers
– i don’t wander around the grocery store figuring out what to buy; it makes the decision for me

inconveniently, but rather good for me:
– i’ve already paid for it, so regardless of whether i’m in the mood to eat veggies or not, i do.  i don’t like things to go intentionally to waste.
– it puts food in front of me, food i would never have chosen, and forces me to figure out a way to cook it; thus, i find new recipes.
– i have to clean all the vegetables and find a place for them, therefore making me LOOK AT EACH VEGETABLE and naturally think about when i’m going eat it and with what = built-in meal planning
– i have to spend TIME.  not a huge amount of time, mind you, but just time paying attention to what i’m eating.

good, good, good, SO GOOD for me.

parsnips are the new...parsnips.

now, lest we affix that healthy-halo a little too tightly to my head, let me say that not all my recipes are the healthiest.  i mean, put enough spices, oil/butter, sour cream and cheese on something, and i’ll make anything taste good.  but those are just first few weeks trials, as you get used to cooking new foods and fearfully add more fat so that you don’t disappoint your dinner companions.  or the weeks when i’m too tired to cook and clean up the meals (although it should be said that the boy actually likes doing the dishes, the weirdo, so i’m lucky).

also, what else can you do with that much dill or cilantro but make lots of creamy dips, I MEAN REALLY.

i have never bought so much buttermilk in my whole life; i now have the facts that the small container is $67 cents and is the exact amount i need memorized.

but it’s good.  it’s been one of my favorite things this summer, both visually (i took all of these pictures) and especially gustatorily.  this week i’m making salmon salad with dill sauce, lime-cilantro chicken fajitas with pea-pasta salad, and halibut fish tacos with greens and roasted radishes.

doesn’t this make me sound like a fancy cook, or even someone who cooks rather than only reads books about julia child and watch the food network, jealous?

beet that.

good thing we all know the truth 🙂

thanks, magical vegetable fairy and sidekick fruitman, you’re making my life better.

quote: knock-me-right-over-profound edition

28 July 2009

“Attention is the most concrete expression of love. What you pay attention to thrives. What you do not pay attention to withers and dies.”

whoa.  just…wow.  in the imitable words of the fire theft, why is it that the simplest things are so hard to grasp?

so…what are you paying attention to?

squirrel-note: i just saw a mouse SAUNTER across the floor.  these creatures driven inside by the rain are making me CRAZY.

covet list: forget-me-not ring.

20 July 2009

for all my forgetfulness stemming from this concussion (or, you know, for those times i can’t seem to recall why i left my passenger car window down while my car was parked for hours at school), i deserve a pretty reminder  right?  size eight, please, and thank you! courtesy of park life:

area_ware_string_ringself-discipline aids never looked so sterlingly gorgeous.

where ya been, and whatcha been doing?

20 July 2009
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in the words of ms. bradshaw, i’ve been outside, and what’s up is…

it’s the summer.  beyond being concussed, i have been working in the writing center, reading masters degree theses and explaining how comma splices work.

oh, i’ve done other things too.

wood carving festivals in small towns, baseball games, rhubarb pies, longboard adventures that don’t involve trips to the hospital, new shoes, old friends, sun, rain, anniversary picnics, cocktails, new menus at favorite cafes, etc.

and i’ll be sure to tell you all about it, but maybe with more pictures than words.

see, nathaniel hawthorne once said that easy reading is damn hard writing.

it’s true.

i admire many writers who can turn a phrase, wrap you around their finger with prose, take you under with waves and waves of clever words.

me? well, i’m just flattered that you stop by for a quick one-sided chat with my uneven (but earnest! genuine!) prose.

so, pictures will come forth.

soon.

after i get done packing.

for:

i’m going to vancouver in two days.

CANADA!

i got my passport out a month in advance.

thrills, really.  i get to see lovely friends in a lovely city with a lovely boy.  also?  a stop in seattle on the way there, you say, with more visits from old friends?  well, fancy that.

my goal is to pack efficiently, enjoy the trip presently, gaze at my boy charmingly, and take photographs only of things that i love.  adoringly.

and solve crimes.

just kidding.

it will be an adverbial wonderland, and i plan on eating my way through the pacific northwest.  anytime i can see open water, every seafood restaurant gets my wide-eyed vote for dinner.  and i’ll have just enough time to nostalge my dear old seattle streets, forging my past with my present as the boy and i stroll about.

i only have 17 more things on my ‘to fearlessly attempt to do before i leave’ list and then i can tackle the ‘packing for vancouver like a badass’ list.

[editorial note: these are real lists with actual titles.  rest assured, i am exactly that nerdy.]

so.  yes.  and.  i have no way to end this well.  so…

CANADA!

lovely fleet foxes cover, in the woods.

17 July 2009