It was a long weekend, just for the fact that my high-speed DSL internet was working dog-slow, if at all. Flicker on, flicker off. Mostly off. Aggravating.
And just because I spent 45 minutes on the phone with a nice Broadband technician named Linda who sincerely tried to help me out, I am going to trust her and hope my DSL will stay steady so I can post this. Tho I really have nothing remotely interesting to talk about this evening. When Cooper laid down for his nap I turned off the TV and told Dylan he and I were taking a nap, too. He actually put up no fuss and cuddled under the big cozy comforter on our bed and promptly went to sleep for almost 2 hours. I slept for at least one. That was the highlight of my day, but a nice one considering Dylan hardly ever naps any more
For those of you who've enjoyed reading my post about why I'm a Facebook Fan of Oregon, here are a few of the right pronunciation for some of the confusing names towns and rivers have been named up here in the Northwest corner of the Lower 48:
Puyallup.......Pew al up
Issaquah......Iss a qwa
Yakima......Yak i maw...short "i"
Willamette.......Will am et
Most out-of-staters pronounce "Willamette" as "Will uh met". I've heard Yakima prounced "Yuh kee ma". And Oregon itself? Oh my.
I'm sure every part of the country has its particular strange-sounding, hard-to-pronounce names. It's just that we Northwesterners' are inordinately proud of ours.
Tho this has nothing to do with my post I noticed a reader found my blog by typing in "chicken slaughtering" in a Google search. That made my day.