Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Does Your Family Have a Secret Vocabulary?


As a children's author, I have always been fascinated with language. I have read that in the days of cavemen, it was common for the people in each cave to develop their own language. Assuming this is true (which I have been having trouble verifying), this may explain why families sometimes have developed some of their own unique words. Everyone in the family understands, however these original words may cause raised eyebrows among outsiders.

Now, I’m sure every family has its own term for “thing-a-ma-jig”, “whosie-watsis” or “watchamacallit”. But, do you have a word like “fungilated?” If you didn’t live with my daughter, would you know that this is the term used to describe mold that is growing someplace that it shouldn’t? (As in “The shower doors are fungilated.”)

How about “furbie?” How would an outsider know that we are referring to any bits of just about anything that are lying on the carpet? (As in “What are those furbies all over my newly vacuumed carpet?”)

Then there’s the “baselet.” Since our townhouse has no basement, we have a small storage area that we have renamed. (As in “Bring me a hammer from the baselet.”)

And what about “kattywompus?” This, of course, means crooked. (As in “That picture on the wall is kattywompus.”)

Have you ever entered a room that is “furshniggled?” You have if my daughter’s kids have been there. (As in “Kids, why is the living room so furshniggled?”)

Has your TV ever become “frizzled?” In my day we called it "snow," however my family coined their own term. (As in “Mom, help us. The TV is all frizzled!”)

And, has your young child ever put his hands on his hips and yelled "Pommit?" If so, did you know that this is his version of "dammit?" (As in "Pommit!!!")

I’m sure you’ve never “franned” a cake, unless, of course, you knew my elderly Great Aunt Fran. Always refusing a large slice of cake or pie, she would gently eat her share, sliver by sliver, finally consuming the equivalent of quite a large piece. (As in “I’m not too hungry. I’ll just fran the cake a bit”)

And, as you don your overcoat, if someone asks you whether you are coming or going, do you ever answer that you are just “inbetweening?” Do your kids ever tell you that the dog has been "stinkified?" When you leave a room, were you ever told to “outen the lights?” Did you ever enter the house with muddy shoes, only to be scolded for leaving “mud waffles” all over the house?

If you can answer “yes” to at least three of these questions, you must be a relative of mine. Hello, Cousin!

Bobbie Hinman
www.bestfairybooks.com

9 comments:

Diana Black said...

Howdy, Cuz!

Does "insinuendo" count? Does that get me invited to the next family reunion?

Yes, I coined that word, totally by accident though.

I think I actually, for a moment, thought it was a real word...Until best bud, Mary Cunningham, screwed up her face like "What are you talking about?!"

You realize this is the first time I've ever tried to spell it or told anyone, don't you? So we must be family...

Diana
http://woofersclub.blogspot.com

Fairy Lady said...

Hi Cousin. Welcome to the family!

Bobbie

Morgan Mandel said...

Cute word variations. I've heard that twins sometimes make up their own language to communicate.

Morgan Mandel
http://morganmandel.blogspot.com
http://acmeauthorslink.blogspot.com

Shari Lyle-Soffe said...

I haven't laughed this hard in a long time.

In our house the dog leaves a gifty on the carpet if no one will let him outside. He also leaves skid marks when he's done. Sorry, tasteless I know. I know we have other words but right now I have oldtimers disease and can't think of them.

I especially loved your mud waffles.

Shari
http://sharilyle-soffe.com

Karen Syed said...

I hate it when my hubby and I go out and he lollydoodels!

If I had my way I would never wear shirts with long sleeves that get discombobulated when you try to put them on.

And my best friend used to snork like a frog on ludes.

I'm just sayin'.

http://wwwmarlisday.blogspot.com/

Charlotte Phillips, Co-Author of The Eva Baum Detective Series said...

I do remember hunting crawfishes in the crick with my cousins. I have many of those, so it's hard to keep track. Were you there?

Latayne C Scott said...

Very funny post!

My husband is from Tennessee and his mother had a phase that I've never heard before -- maybe your readers have. If someone was stupid, she said they were a "stornadel" ape or stornadel idiot. Anybody ever heard of that? If so, please email me at my blog.

Latayne C Scott
www.latayne.com
novelmatters.blogspot.com

Latayne C Scott said...

Oh, and heaven only knows the spelling on stornadel .....

Fairy Lady said...

Thanks. I love all of your words. Maybe we should all work together and write a new dictionary. Hmmm... Anyone have any spare time?

Bobbie