To contain my terminologisms, such as…
BAM: By A Mom. (Me.)
BANG: By A Normal Gal. (Me again.)
Bébépourri: As a new mom, it’s my prerogative to obsess about my progeny. As a French teacher (and student), I love French words, and I love playing with them as I do with English ones. I know “pourri” actually means rotten or corrupt, which my baby is not… it just sounded good.
Bellyciousness: Thoughts about belly dancing. When you’re a belly dancer, you know your belly is delicious.
Birdhouse: In our household, we refer to the internet as “The Birdhouse”. It’s a long story.
Bloggenesis: How I became a blogger.
GGG: Guelph Gang of Girls (a.k.a. the book club).
Hubbibi: a Middle Eastern nod to my wonderful spouse. As most belly dancers know, “habibi” means “beloved” in Arabic.
Mini-Di: Dilovely, way before she was Dilovely. Back when she was short or innocent or both, and still had time to write by hand, with a pen, in her diary.
MOTL: More On That Later. I’ll try to remember to link back when I follow up on a topic, in whatever post that may be.
Requestions: When I humbly request your response to a question – I’m serious. I really hope you’ll comment.
hee hee hee. rotten and corrupt baby
Em, it’s our job to spoil him rotten and corrupt him; you know that!