They took turns leaving "SHMILY" around the house and as soon as one of
them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more. They dragged
"SHMILY" with their fingers through the sugar flour containers, to await
whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the
windows. "SHMILY" was written on the steamed mirror, after a hot shower,
and would reappear bath after bath. At one point my grandmother even
unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper, to leave "SHMILY" on the very
last sheet.
There were no end to where the word "SHMILY" would pop up. Little notes
on steering wheels, dashboards, car-seats, stuffed inside shoes, left
under pillows. "SHMILY" was written in the dust upon the mantle, traced
in the ashes of a fireplace.
This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents house as the
furniture.
It took me a long time before I was fully able to appreciate my
grandparent's game.
Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love ... one that is pure
and enduring. However, I never doubted their relationship, they had love
down pat. It was more than their flirtatious little game, it was a way
of life.Their love was based on devotion and passionate affection, which
very few ever find. Grandpa & Grandma held hands every chance they
could, stole little kisses as they passed each other in the house,
finished each other's sentences, and shared the same daily crossword
puzzles. She would whisper to me how "cute" my grandpa was, how handsome
he had gotten as he grew older. She claimed that she really knew "how to
pick 'em".
Before every meal they would hold hands and bow their heads and thank
God for their meal, blessings, wonderful family, good fortune, and each
other.
But Grandma had breast cancer for 10 years. Grandpa was with her every
step of the way, loving and comforting her. It was now attacking her
body again.With the help of a cane and my grandfather's steady hand,
they went to church every morning. Grandma grew increasingly weaker
until finally, she could not leave the house any longer. For a while,
Grandpa would go to church alone, praying to God to watch over his wife.
Then one day, she was finally gone. "SHMILY". It was scrawled on her
ribbons of the funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned out and only family
was gathered around Grandma for the last time, Grandpa stepped up to the
casket and in a shaky voice began to sing to her, a deep throaty
lullaby. With tears in my eyes (I know I will never forget that moment)
I knew, although I couldn't fathom the depth of their love, I had been
privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.
S-H-M-I-L-Y - See How Much I Love You
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> <snipped much of this beautifully touching story...>
>
> casket and in a shaky voice began to sing to her, a deep throaty
> lullaby. With tears in my eyes (I know I will never forget that moment)
> I knew, although I couldn't fathom the depth of their love, I had been
> privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.
>
> S-H-M-I-L-Y - See How Much I Love You
>
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Excuse me while I barf.
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rkaru <i...@rkaru.com> wrote in message news:3B3615AE...@rkaru.com...
Go to:
http://www.dictionary.com/cgi-bin/dict.pl?term=barf
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From the Concise Oxford Dictionary:
barf / v. & n. slang
v.intr. vomit or retch.
n. an attack of vomiting.
[20th c.: origin unknown]
Charles Riggs
>What's barf, Charles Riggs? :)
>Sorry, I'm no expert in English...
He was being unkind.
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I am woman . . . (H.Reddy/R.Burton)
It's the name of a mountain beside Bassenthwaite Lake in the English Lake
District. It has a resident bishop who requires annual whiting.
Matti
But I think you are an expert in computers and the Internet. :-)
So, just point your browser to http://www.m-w.com
Seek and you shall find.
Okay, that's more than MWCD/ol, which only lists the verb sense, but
doesn't capture the fact that as a noun it can also refer to the
product of such an activity, as in "There's barf all over the floor".
(As MWCD/ol says of "vomit": "also: the disgorged matter".)
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> LP&L
> Anna D.
Among Vulcans it's LL&P (which follows P&LL). Right?
>
> I am woman . . . (H.Reddy/R.Burton)
I wasn't aware of a dispute.
>anna wrote:
>
>[ . . . ]
>
>> LP&L
>> Anna D.
>
>Among Vulcans it's LL&P (which follows P&LL). Right?
Actually, I think it's the other way around -- P&LL being the 'reply' to
LL&P. That's not what my one means, but if I told you, it would only make
Charles start barfing again.
>> I am woman . . . (H.Reddy/R.Burton)
>
>I wasn't aware of a dispute.
I have to remind myself, sometimes. Plus, the lyrics to the song resonate
with me.
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Anna D.
>Charles Riggs <chr...@gofree.indigo.ie> writes:
>
>> On Fri, 29 Jun 2001 08:53:15 +0800, "David Loh"
>> <lohy...@pd.jaring.my> wrote:
>>
>> >What's barf, Charles Riggs? :)
>> >Sorry, I'm no expert in English...
>>
>> From the Concise Oxford Dictionary:
>>
>> barf / v. & n. slang
>> v.intr. vomit or retch.
>> n. an attack of vomiting.
>> [20th c.: origin unknown]
>
>Okay, that's more than MWCD/ol, which only lists the verb sense, but
>doesn't capture the fact that as a noun it can also refer to the
>product of such an activity, as in "There's barf all over the floor".
>(As MWCD/ol says of "vomit": "also: the disgorged matter".)
I've never heard the word used that way; since the 60s, I've rarely
heard it used in any way.
Charles Riggs
I've heard the verb more often than the noun. But now that you mention it,
it's my impression that the word was heard more often in the 1970s and has
declined in usage since then. Perhaps it's mainly a children's word?
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heheheh
Well, I'd hope so. You and your crowd learned to handle your liquor by
then.