The Language of Sweet Mother

So, I’m inching towards my goal, here. 365 consecutive posts. I’m going to cut out any posts that didn’t involve a decent amount or writing, so any “I’m not blogging today” posts that only include a picture or any “Mother of a Caption Contest” posts will be excluded. That means, I’ll probably take this assignment up until about 400 posts where I will declare the project completed. I believe that this should happen sometime around February. Maybe the end of February. What’s amazing to me is how fast almost a year has gone. I have way over 200 posts in my archives and around 932 followers (I’m dying to get that number up to the coveted 1,000.).

What has been interesting to me is to really go back and look at my old posts. Some are great and some are terrible. Lol. What I like, though, is that the blog has really become a virtual portfolio of interesting writing for me. It has helped me secure a series of different jobs and of that I’m very proud.

The other interesting thing is the “language” that has developed. Literally, I find that I enjoy making up words or just going with the feeling of a certain post and inserting any word that seems to fit the mood. The new word (or misused one) may be right or wrong or crass or just, plain, more descriptive. This is NOT something I set out to do initially, but it is something that has definitely evolved organically over the course of this blog and it’s definitely an aspect of it that I enjoy.

I’ve decided to put together a glossary of sorts. It consists of the new “terms” that I think this blog has produced, alongside their definitions.

What do you think? Have I missed any? And do you find yourself doing a version of this on your blog too? Interesting, isn’t it? That natural creation of new language in this medium. Did it all happen naturally for you or was it a conscious decision? As always, Sweet Mother wants to know…

Sweet Mother: The Glossary

Gayby – a baby made by two gays with the help of a “friend” or science or both.

Gay dad holding his beautiful gayby.

Straightby – a baby made by two straights with the help of tequila. (Okay, fine…or sober, even. Maybe, if you’re madly in love like Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. Wait…)

Sweet Mother – me. Well, actually it’s my alter ego. She’ll comfort you when you need it, but she’ll also give it to you nice and straight even if it stings, like any good mother would.

Wifesy – my better half.

The lodge – the wood roofed apartment place where we live.

feck – something I say constantly. It just feels good to say and yet one simple letter substitution makes me seem less crass. Or does it? I think it’s a small price to pay. (If for some reason, you’re a bit slow today – the real word rhymes with buck.)

Sweet Mother Fecker – Wifesy. I can’t take credit. (Portia, you started this.) 😉

vag-tastic – anything that’s magical.

Lez Luther – the male counterpart to the fag hag.

Blog to Book Deal – the gross delusion we are all a part of. “No, but really…it could happen! Goddermn it. And if it does happen that would be vag-tastic.”

Goddermn it – see feck.

Always wait for the after-pee – it’s the new, “Stop and smell the roses.” Life is too short, why get up from the commode when there’s still more to release?

Andy Murray Syndrome – when you feel like you’ve been trudging along at something and there’s just no win in sight. But, then…you go on to win both the Olympics and the feckin’ US Open!

She-Sus Christ – like Jesus, but a lady. (Hey, no one knows. I could be feckin’ right.)

Yoga Rage – when you stretch past the point of zen and land firmly in the point of rage.

Vag – any emotion. anything to do with Oprah. A lady’s secret, velvet garden.

Fleshy coin-purse – see vag.