Monday, August 31, 2009


I need a good vocabulary lesson. It seems that every word coming out of my mouth has a different meaning.

First I went to town to pick up a few things. I asked at the farm store if they had dog wormer. The man replied "dewormer".
Oh yes, I want to get rid of the parasites, not give them to the dogs.

I did O.K. when I went to the hardware store to get a dehumidifier for the basement, so glad I didn't bring home a humidifier to put more moisture in the damp, dark space.

Drake, one of the small towns nearby is having threshing days. I called them thrashing days. I suppose they don't want to beat the crops to death.

When my sister Susan called I told her I was chucking corn, actually I was shucking corn, not throwing it around.

Boy, I think I better check at the school to see if they let parents take vocabulary class.


lisa said...

That was great, you made me laugh out loud with that one! Great story and I agree with you!

Mary said...

You and I must somehow be related. They aren't thrashers? LOL!!!

Twisted Fencepost said...

My husband is always doing that. I giggle at him all the time.
I hate it when I can't come up with a word even remotely sounding like something I'm trying to say.`

Paula said...

You are too funny! Picturing you and Dawn out chucking ears of corn at each other and those fields getting a darn good thrashing. Serves 'em right!