Suff (and Nonsense)

Just a quickie walk this morning, maybe 2 miles? I was taking E. to school again today, so wanted to make sure I got back before my daughter arrived with him, Glena still being asleep. Now, it's about 5pm, and I'm supposed to be getting ready for my Spanish lesson at 7pm, and my brain is mush, and I am just wasting time. I spent today with some work (done by 12:30), then unpacking and re-packing my carry on bag. I ditched some more toiletries (or however you spell it), and a couple pairs of socks, but it still heavy. Plus I consolidated some of the ziploc bags. I really don't think I'm bringing anything that I won't use. I need to weigh this thing before I leave, because I do NOT want to be over some kind of weight limit for the airlines. I'm about 99% sure I'm safe going out, as I'll have all the stuff split up into 2 bags, but I don't know about RyanAir. Guess we'll see, right?
Anyway, back to Spanish. I found this great little dictionary, and of course that's got to come, but here's the thing. As I randomly search for words and meaning, I keep coming across certain words on the tops of the pages that just strike me as odd. I mean would anyone traveling to Spain as a tourist REALLY need the word "gearbox"? Wouldn't "engine" do? Or even "transmision"...but perhaps there is no word for "transmission" in Spanish. Or "nose bag". Nose bag? Am I going to Spain to breed horses? Or "crush hat". What IS a "crush hat" anyway? I don't even use that term in English, why would I need to translate it into Spanish? Yet, there it is. Perhaps I should make it my goal to use the word "crush hat" ("clac") while I'm there. Actually, I like the word "clac". "Busco mi clac!" I'm looking for my crush hat! And, actually, my hat DOES crush up. Click the link and check it out. In fact, right now it's folded up and vacuum sealed in a ziploc bag in my carry on bag! So, perhaps it's not unreasonable that I would need to know the term for "crush hat". "Aieee, mi clac he soplado!!" Oh, no, my crush hat has blown away!
Yeah, okay, I need to stop now, before I get REALLY punchy. I predict a fun lesson tonight. I'm in this mood, and my teacher has been working at the State Fair all day. We should be a wonderful combination!
Onward!

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