August 04, 2004


I'm scared of old spaghetti sauce. When I was a kid I ate some spaghetti sauce that had been in the refrigerator for way too long, and I got so sick. So yesterday when I was eying the Ragu that I had opened on Saturday, I did what every kid does when she comes across a dilemma: call mom. Mom said she thought it would be OK, so I ate it. And I was sick all night. I don't think I made the situation any better today when I started eating my cereal and noticed that the milk was not quite right. Check the carton: it's a few days too old too. My poor stomach.

Last night I came across a new word in Dark Star Safari. Often I read words and can't quite remember the definition, but it's pretty rare that I find a word that I've never seen before. So I looked it up, and I'm not surprised I had never heard the word detumescent before. I'm fairly certain it was not present on our high school vocabulary tests.


Dang, I just came across another new word online: jeremiad. Just when I start to think I'm getting smarter...

Posted by Sarah at August 4, 2004 08:38 AM

As in - the DNC was one long jeremiad.

Posted by: Beth at August 4, 2004 06:18 PM

Sorry about the spaghetti sauce. Sometimes Mother doesn't know best! I'm better at discussing politics and world events than cooking in the kitchen!

Your mama

Posted by: Nancy at August 5, 2004 07:01 AM