Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008...9:47 am
Learn-A-Word Wednesday: misprize \mis-PRYZ\
transitive verb:
1. To hold in contempt.
2. To undervalue.I hesitate to appear to misprize my native city, but how can the history of dear, sedate old London town possibly compare to Paris for sheer excitement?
– Alistair Horne, Seven Ages of Paris
Misprize comes from Middle French mesprisier, from mes-, “amiss, wrong” + prisier, “to appraise.”
Here’s a check-in point from me today: I am misprizing the Kid today, and I mean the “contempt” version, not the “undervaluing” version. Unless it’s undervaluing her ability to think up creative, new, BAD things to do with a door closed. Or her ability to jump out of bed and have the first thing she thinks of to do in the morning be BAD.
There, fuming in my pajamas, I almost spanked her. Instead, I yelled at her. And denied her all treats, TV and computer games today. That’s gonna work real well later today after school, huh? I’m looking forward to it.
Then she cried and crawled under her bed and didn’t want to go to school due to the terrible, green ogre-ness called mommy. Yeah, good times, people, good times.
I need to take that lazy dog out and burn off some of this anger.
Are you misprizing anyone or thing today? (btw, the spellcheck doesn’t even know this word! we’re SO smart now, eh?)
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4 Comments
October 22nd, 2008 at 12:19 pm
You can’t just leave us hanging like that . . . what did she do to warrant the misprizing of her mama?
For me, I am definitely misprizing my darn dog these days. For one thing, she smells. I don’t know what she’s been eating lately, but she has gas. Bad. And she keeps running out in the mud and coming back smelling like wet, muddy, gassy dog. Ugh.
October 22nd, 2008 at 4:23 pm
oh, you’re sweet new dog! welcome to the great Seattle dog smell! join the club!
what did the Kid do??? I wasn’t going to expose her, but….maybe I will….should I?
October 23rd, 2008 at 10:48 am
Your kidding, right? This sounds like my house all the time. Except mine are older and they just pout around when they don’t get their way…
Mikes last blog post..The Blue File
October 27th, 2008 at 7:18 am
[...] I wrote the other day about the Kid doing a BAD thing right off the bat, first thing in the morning, that stunned me and launched me into you-are-in-so-much-trouble-you-are-not-getting-getting-what-is-it-again-you-love rage. I debated about writing what she actually did because, well, the hubs has been all paranoid about writing details, or, embarrassing, private details of the Kid that are sent out into the blogosphere where no one really cares what I write where our baby’s whole world could see, years from now when she graduates middle school or runs for leader of the free world a local street gang. [...]
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