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Name:Anne
Location:Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, United States

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

Toddling

Progress on the "Elephants" vest -- I'm about to start decreasing for the V-neck, and adding in the armhole steeks:



So far, so good.

Tonight I'll be in late, as the Medieval Drama course starts. (It's overbooked. Why, I do not know. I've been attempting to discourage students. "It's REALLY hard," I tell them. "We'll be reading a lot of medieval Yorkshire dialect." Do they disenroll? They do not. I'll have to think up quickly some dreadful thing to do tonight, so as to send some of them over to some other class. Oooh, I know. We'll have some discussions about what is drama. Drunken Elizabethans pretending to be ghosts, for example. Is this drama? Yeah. That'll be boring. I should lose at least five of 'em.) Also, some icy arctic storm is supposed to be coming in, which will make my drive home Not Much Fun. Luckily, I have a cell phone! Yes! And a Subaru with all-wheel drive! Yes! But, sadly, I'll need to wear non-spike heeled boots, on account of wanting to be prepared in case I get stuck on the side of the road at 9:00 PM. Alas. I do SO like to make a good impression, on the first night of class. Oh, wait. I see by my class roster that I know most of these guys. Well. Snow boots, it is.

Also, I need to toddle off to work now,* so as to work on a project I want to send off for a proposed volume of essays on "unruly Catholic women." Please. Oh, please. I would SO like to be in on this. I've got a conference paper on Margery Kempe and Teresa of Avila -- both of them unruly, in differing directions -- and that's what I'm revamping.

In the meantime, here's a lovely picture of an unruly Catholic woman, in the process of being unruly. (Thanks to Fr. Bryce.)

And, by the by, Skot over at Izzle Pfaff is always amusing, but he's especially humorous today, discussing what happens if you buy clothes online from Penney's.

*One of my colleagues said yesterday that she was going to "toddle off" and this got us all into a discussion about the phrase. What, exactly, does "toddling" look like? Is it anything like "tottering"? Or is it basically one of those Marilyn Monroe walks? Why do toddlers do it?

Oh, bosh, let's go to the experts; the OED says:

"Toddle" is from the Scots! Ha! And in 1500, it meant "to play with." And in 1600, it meant "to walk in an ungainly manner" such as might be done by a child or an aged or an infirm person. And then, by 1725, it meant "to stroll around in a playful or easy fashion." There you go, Jennifer! Marilyn Monroe! You go, girl!