Hodgepodge
Questions-Volume 635
Here are the questions to round one of 2026
(round 635 for real).
1.
What are three words you would use to describe
your 2025?
I’m sorry to say that even though I always try to follow the
rules, I simply couldn’t come up with three words to describe our year.
Instead, something settled quietly into my heart:
His Mercy Endures Forever.
Those four words say
it better than anything else could.
As some of you know, Mr D and I both have health issues. We know
God has had His hand on us, guiding us through each and every day.
2. I ask this question every January, and I always get
comments about how we shouldn't be banning words. This is fun and games so just
play along : )
Every January 1st since 1976 Lake Superior University has
published a list of words they'd like to see banished from the Queen's English.
Words may be banished due to misuse, overuse, or just general uselessness (go here
to read about how the words are chosen). Here's the list for 2026-
67 • demure • cooked • massive • incentivize •
full stop • perfect • gift/gifted • my bad • reach out
Which one (if any) do you use most often?
cooked
Which one of these words/phrases would you most
like to see banished from everyday speech and why? Is there a word you
think should have made the list?
67, I don’t know or understand it, so I went to co-pilot and this
is what I got . . .
“Six Seven”: When Kids Make Nonsense Make Sense
Every generation has its secret handshake — a little phrase or
gesture that makes adults tilt their heads like confused golden retrievers.
Lately, the kids have latched onto something new: “six seven.” Not sixty‑seven.
Not math. Just… “six seven.”
And they say it with such confidence, as if it’s the most natural
answer in the world.
Ask them a question? “Six seven.” Tell them to stop? “Six seven.”
Ask what it means? A shrug… and “six seven.”
There’s even a little hand motion that goes with it — palms up,
alternating, like they’re weighing invisible marshmallows. And somewhere in the
background, a rapper’s voice from a TikTok edit is chanting “six seven,” and
the whole thing becomes a cultural snowball rolling downhill.
Maybe that’s why this trend makes me smile now. It’s a reminder
that childhood is supposed to be a little absurd. A little loud. A little
baffling. And a lot joyful.
And maybe — just maybe — the next time a kid answers me with “six
seven,” I’ll smile, shake my head, and let them have their moment.
So, with all that info, I don’t think it needs to be an official
word of the “Queen’s English.”
2. What are
your nightly rituals? Is that different from your 'ideal' nightly ritual? If so
what's your ideal?
Brush my teeth and take my meds and lights out!
3. January
6th is/was National Bean Day. Do you like beans? Which one is your favorite?
Last thing you ate made with beans?
We just had pinto beans last Saturday evening and leftovers on
Sunday, compliments of Tammy. The meal
was completed with cornbread on the side and glass of sweet ice tea. Yummy
4. Are you
easily embarrassed? Elaborate.
Maybe years ago when I was young, thankfully I’ve learned to roll
with the punches and laugh at myself.
5. Insert
your own random thought here.
Sometimes I think God must smile at the way we humans treat
ordinary moments like they’re nothing special, when really they’re the tiny
stitches holding the whole day together. A warm mug, a kind word, a breeze that
remembers your name—none of them loud, all of them holy in their own small way.
Maybe the secret is simply noticing. It reminds me of the verse, “This is
the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” (Psalm
118:24) A whole invitation tucked into a single sunrise.
(not my picture)
Until Next Time
