Big Word Wednesday-Week 10
In honor of my 13th wedding anniversary tomorrow, I thought we would pick a couple of words that would fit in with this weeks BWW sign, and the theme of Las Vegas weddings. See; NukeMom and I got married in Las Vegas. June 12th, 1995; the day we started our life together. It was a year to the day after a guy named OJ ended his relationship with his ex-wife. I think we all know how that turned out. I guess not everybody can celebrate their wedding anniversaries with CNN updates on how to get away with murder; unless you got married on the same day that Robert Blake took his wife to dinner. We were committed to the date because of work/travel schedules and the invitations had already gone out. I didn’t actually realize the significance of the date until it was too late; it’s not like his face wasn’t plastered all over TV for a year and a half, so when I saw his face on the TV that day in the hotel suite after the wedding, I didn’t put 2 and 2 together. No bother; every year when I toast my bride and I see some “____ many years ago today” update on TV, I know in the back of my mind that there is a special wing of the Murderers’ Hall Of Fame under construction in Hell, and that OJ will be signing autographs there soon enough.
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas? Not always. The reason is that many people do things in an extemporaneous fashion when they are in Vegas. It means: things done, spoken, performed, etc. without special advance preparation; impromptu. Going to Vegas to get married wouldn’t be considered extemporaneous; going for an Insurance Convention and coming back married would. Taking another card when the Blackjack dealer has a Jack showing wouldn’t be extemporaneous; placing the entire balance of your 401K on black would. I think you get the idea. Our second word this week is recalcitrant. It means: resisting authority or control; not obedient or compliant. Again; going to Vegas to get married wouldn’t be considered recalcitrant; going at age 13 to marry your 8th grade teacher would.
There you go; two new words to place in you ever growing vault of vocabularic magnificance. Don’t forget to check the BWW Home Page for all of the words we’ve covered so far. I know it looks a little funky over there right now, I’m still trying to clean up after an involuntary theme change. We should have everything cleaned up and back to normal in a day or two. Thanks for your patience.
Sue
My anniversary is 9-11-02. On purpose. It was meant to honor, not disrespect.
(NukeDad) Wow. That was courageous! I don’t know if I could have done it.
Sues last blog post..Thirsty on Thursday for Boob Stuff?
Jun 12, 2008 @ 9:35 am
Sue
Duh… Happy Anniversary! (how could I be so forgetful!?)
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to the Nuke Couple! *raises glass* Many more happy ones to come!
(NukeDad) Thank You, Sue.
Sues last blog post..Thirsty on Thursday for Boob Stuff?
Jun 12, 2008 @ 9:36 am
Audubon Ron
Use to go to LV on bidness. Ho buddy!!
(NukeDad) “Bidness”, huh? And you had a friend who’s profession was what?
Audubon Rons last blog post..Good News Wednesday
Jun 12, 2008 @ 12:10 pm
Kim
Happy belated Anniversary!!
(NukeDad) Thanks, Kim!
Kims last blog post..Lessoned Learned
Jun 13, 2008 @ 10:53 am
tom
oooooooooooh! Happy anniversary, happy anniversary, happy anniversary, haaaaaappy anniversary! Poor a cheerful toast and fill it, happy anniversary. But be careful you don’t spill it, happy anniversary! ooooooooooh! Happy anniversary, happy anni-WHACK (thud).
(NukeDad) Haha! Thanks Tom, was that the wife hitting you with a rolling pin at the end?
toms last blog post..Gram
Jun 13, 2008 @ 2:46 pm
Momo Fali
Happy Anniversary!
I’m going camping next weekend and can’t wait to pull some of your big words out of my hat when everyone is sitting around drinking beer!
(NukeDad) Cool! Make sure you let us know how it turns out!
Momo Falis last blog post..I Have Asthma, Okay?!
Jun 13, 2008 @ 9:21 pm
Mr Lady
One: Happy Anniversary.
Two: I was 20, drunk, and sleeping with my, you guessed it, sorta round, sorta bald restaurant manager the day you got married.
Three: Some asshat invented a wife-beater style maternity shirt the day I became so hugely, fatly pregnant with my last child that I feared i would never actually see “clothing” again that says, in plain white print, “What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas.” Oh, if they’d only thought of that 6 months earlier…
(NukeDad) Thank You! Did you get a carton of smokes with your shirt?
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Jun 14, 2008 @ 2:51 am