Z is for : Zabeth ♥

Elisabeth is my (younger) sister and from the moment I first set eyes on this tiny bundle  Mom and Dad brought home from the hospital, way back when,
she has been my Zabeth. 

Some call her Zab, and she has been known to call herself “The_Zab” but in my heart ♥, she is my Zabeth and will always be.  She is the most wonderful sister anyone can have and here are a few reasons why:

♥Attentive and Artistic           

♥Beautiful and Brave

♥Charismatic and Clever
♥Determined and Dedicated

♥Energetic and Eager
♥Folle ; as in, les Nicol sont....,  and  Fascinating

♥Gorgeous, inside and out, and Great

♥Hilarious and Humorous
♥Intelligent and Interesting

♥Joyful and Just Dance 3 expert

♥Kooky  J and Kind

♥Loving and Lively
♥Marvelous and Magnificent
♥Natural  and Necessary
♥Original and Outgoing
♥Paléo diet aficionada, and Pleasant

♥Québecoise and Quick
♥Remarkable and Responsible

♥Smart and Sharp

♥Tenacious and Terrific

♥Understanding and Unique 

♥Vivacious and Valuable

♥Wonderful  and Wacky J

♥  

♥Young and Youthful  

♥Zany J and Zealous

Thank you so muchZabeth , my incredible Sis-Wa, for accompanying me through this A to Z Challenge adventure.  Along with our excellent brother,  this has been a tremendous bonding time ~ I think ~ for the 3 of us and I will always cherish this April 2012, if only for that reason. 
I will love you always... until heaven, then Forever ♥

Better Be a Little “S” than a Little Less  J

Y is for: Yabba Dabba Doo!

                                  

How does Fred’s catchphrase grab you? Conveys warm and fuzzy memories to me, it does.  Hope it brings at least a smile to you!  Beats “I’m excited”  by a thousand miles, doesn’t it?  I’ve always dreamt of sliding down my diplodocus’ neck at quitting time!  I ain't no yellow belly!

And how about…. Yakety Yak? http://youtu.be/-cHB3Rbz1OI 
Yes,  Peanut Gallery!   The song where you reply:   “Don’t talk back!” 
I know, I know, they don’t make songs like that anymore!  – me says, and that's a sad thing.   I’ve always loved songs with a message, a fun message like this one!  I'm sure  you can bring a horse to water
but can you make it drink?   
I don’t know, ask the teenager who listened to the song!  Did he do his chores?  You’ve never had it so good, I say, having someone sing you your duties rather than yell them out.   

Yakety yak and yada yada  go hand in hand... I can just see the eyes rolling! 

Today was brought to us courtesy of the letter “Y”.  Yesssssss!  She  loves you Ya, Ya, Ya ♫♪

Better Be a Little “S” than a Little Less.

X is for: The Letter “X”

What a great letter!  A treasure to behold when you play Scrabble AND have a triple point spot to drop it on -  8 points! 

I seriously thought of blogging about xenophile or xenophobe – Well, Peanut Gallery?  Do you love strangers or not?

What I decided would be more fun is to talk about so many trade names that have names ending in “X”.   A lot of those brand names have stuck and become household names:  Javex,  Xerox, Kleenex, Windex, Tampax and it’s BFF, Kotex!  Pyrex? Blistex  ? 

 What about Timex     and it’s high class sibling Rolex?   And how many of us  ladies  still  think “Cutex” when we need nail polish remover? 

The moral of this story is:  the marketing peoples of these companies sure were on the right track.  They create words and managed to get us to adopt them because they are so catchy.  “Kleenex” is what shows on my list whether I plan to purchase Scotties, Puffs or store brand tissues.    What does that mean?

Them ....., ......Me           

Signing off now, have had enough of this "x" business!  Too complex for my cortex!    I'm off to the cineplex.   Must not forget to perplex my ex in the next duplex and flex the convex annex!  

Better Be a Little “S” than a Little Less!

W is for: Walla Walla Bing Bang!

A song of that name was recorded by Ross Bagdasarian Sr, in 1958 and by Alvin & The Chipmunks two years later (according to good ole’ Wiki).  The song is about the advice a witch doctor gives to a man in love.  I find it wise and wacky, weird, winsome, warm and wicked, wild, wordy,  absolutely wonderful and worth listening to!   

What more can I say? It’s a winner!  You would think the novelty  would wear off after a while, but when it’s all said and done, what’s eating you will actually win you over and keep you wide awake.   Why the dickens would this be so popular, you ask from the Peanut Gallery?  Winging it  waxes lyrical.  It definitely shows the writer knew his way out of a paper bag!  You might say it’s water under the bridge  or water over the dam but I won’t let it wear off.   I bet you that witch doctor could walk AND chew gum at the same time!   So much for walking the line and much better than waking up on the wrong side of the bed.                                                  

I’d rather dance into the wee small hours of the night, because when push comes to shove and  when the going gets tough, the tough get going and the witch doctor takes me out to go boogie-woogie!  

Signing off and without further ado, wanna hear this wonder of wonders?       http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFspt9fRvoo

♫♫♪  uh eh uh ah ah

ting tang Walla walla, bing bang

uh eh uh ah ah  ♪♫

ting tang Walla walla bing bang...

♪♫ uh eh uh ah ah

ting tang Walla walla ,bing bang

uh eh uh ah ah ♪♫♪♫

ting tang Walla walla bing bang

Better Be a Little “S” than a Little Less!  J

V is for: "in Vino Veritas"

Wow, only 8 months left and it will be Christmas Day!  Yesssss!  I can’t wait!   Do you believe me?  No?? 

Well, it’s true that I have not been drinking wine as I write this; you might consider pouring me a glass if you believe in what the creator of today's highlighted latin expression meant by it.  A Greek poet named Alcaeus was adamant that the Germanic peoples were smart for drinking wine while holding council meetings because they believed no one could lie effectively after a few!  According to infallible Wikipedia, this was around 620 BC !   and look at this:  in China, their saying goes: “After wine blurts truthful speech” and the Babylonian Talmud reports:   “In came wine, out went a secret.”       Ok, that gets my attention!

I have sadly witnessed something of the sort myself, a few times too many ,  and you know, it’s mostly not pretty!  I am of the philosophy that if you can only tell the truth after imbibing, you’re certainly not the type of person I’m going out for dinner and drinks with!       

Truth is good, I am certainly not refuting that, however not when it is blurted out after drinking one glass too many  and using an inversely proportional quantity of brain cells in the process of divulging the fact in question. 

The truth will set you free?  Not in this case, i'm afraid!  In this instance, it will probably dig you a nice big hole to crawl into once your hangover is in full bloom and you realize you’ve completed enough acrobatics to fit your foot in your mouth and make a total fool of yourself! 

Signing off with the second part of this expression, often ignored:  “In vino veritas, in aqua sanitas”, translated as the following:  “In wine there is truth, in water there is health” .  There's something to be said about that: Healthier relationships, that's for sure!

Salut!

Better Be a Little “S” than a Little Less!  

U is for: Until the cows come home!

I certainly  would not want to upset the applecart and go through the ups and downs of the upper crust… that would be an uphill battle!   I like to keep up to snuff and up-to-date and very seldom will you find me up to no good, hence, am rarely up the creek without a paddle.     (yes, Peanut Gallery - that is THE real expression)  

Until today, it’s like I’ve been under a spell, in unchartered territory, and I’ve had it up to here with all your undying affection that has gotten me nothing but unmentionable underwear, an ugly ukulele,   and umpteen unwanted unchecked utopian dreams!   Ugh!

“Upsy-daisy”, I utter to my stumbling uncle, unsure of his step as he is trying to usurp the powers of the guard dog and get to the front door first.  Ultimately, he upended the upholstered unit and upset his ulcer, after utilizing his unopened umbrella  to unwrap the unique ultraviolet lamp. His urge to use the urinal went unnoticed and he had to unfortunately idle away the hours and hang on, unaided and unspent, unable to unload and very uncomfortable.  

Signing off now:  I’m climbing up the walls because I am so uneasy to be under the gun, to go under the knife.  It’s all up in the air and up for grabs at this point.  Until then…  the cows will come and go and eventually, make their way home!   

Better Be a Little “S” than a Little Less !

T is for: This and That

I was tempted to try a remake on an old favorite:

T'was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving,

however, thought you’d see right through that and cite me for plagiarism.  So I changed my mind!  However, here goes another tall tale: 

TWICE UPON A TIME , there were three tiny turtles: 

Timothy, Tony and Tommy. 

They always talked a mile a minute and seemed to be part of a task force to continually tear a strip off of Tamara and Tabitha who lived three doors down, in the townhouse with the turrets. 

For that reason, the terrible tenants wouldn’t touch them with a ten-foot pole, and were worried that this was only the tip of the iceberg . Even though time heals all wounds, they weren’t ready to tie the knot; 
 “Talk to the hand”,        they muttered as
teeny-weeny Tony tried to tick them off  for the third time.

As for me, tongue-tied  but thoroughly tempted to top it all off, I’ve decided to touch base with my inner self, not that I’m the topsy-turvy kind, more like touchy-feely,  if you ask me , and throw caution to the wind.

Now that the ball is back in my court (tennis court), I’ve got an excuse to give you the third degree because of your three-martini lunches      and if third time’s a charm, I’d like to throw the book at you and watch you turn into a pumpkin!  This is not a matter of tickling someone’s fancy; we run a tight ship here.  But we do have to tie up loose ends because you are not the top banana     you think you are.  That’ll be the day! That’s the way life is!  That’s the way the cookie crumbles and the ball bounces!

Signing off now, it’s still touch-and-go.  I’m tuckered out and have had enough of this turf war.  No, I’m not turning tricks! My poor grandma would turn in her grave if that was true!  I’m just turning the corner  and finally feel like I can turn the page and turn a new leaf.    Two wrongs don’t make a right; and as much as two’s company and three’s a crowd, two can play that game and if I throw in my two cents, you’ll find out that this twist of fate, absolutely takes the cake. THE END. 

Better Be a Little "S" than a Little Less !