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Month: April 2019

A Peek Into My Life…

Puppy Update - Foxy Apr 2019

It’s been a while since I’ve featured the new puppy on the blog (but he’s been on my Instagram and Facebook page plenty!), so it’s time for a puppy update. Foxy is now almost 8 months old and still very much led by his mouth. He chews on everything, of course – any of our body parts that come within a certain proximity of his mouth, our clothing, piano legs, any and all corners he can get his mouth around, anything he finds on the floor or the ground. He seems to especially like to bother my youngest son, now 13 years old.

Sometimes he seems amazingly smart and sometimes incredibly dumb. He mostly sits when told, but when he doesn’t get what he’s expecting quickly enough, he’ll lie down, as if he’s trying out that response to our command, just in case sitting wasn’t the correct action. He hates my laptop and will bat his paw at my hands when I’m typing, or hit the keyboard himself if I don’t move it out of the way in time.

He tries to take himself for walks by holding onto his leash with his mouth. He’s just starting to lift a leg when he pees. Yesterday my son came in from walking him and said, “He’s finally a boy.” Just in time for neutering!

And he’s very cuddly and sweet – especially when he’s not trying to bite us.

Hope you’ve enjoyed this puppy update. Tell me about your beloved fur babies in the comments.

The Time I…

…Was asked to translate the lyrics to a Prince song

The Time I Translated Prince

Back in college, four friends and I went to France for Spring Break. We found some cheap flights, and a couple of us stayed with my aunt and uncle in the suburbs, so it was a pretty inexpensive trip. (Not sure you can find tickets to France for just a couple hundred bucks anymore.)

Other than touring around Paris and experiencing its nightlife, we took the train up to Épernay in the Champagne region to hang out with a friend of mine. We went out to a nightclub and had a grand old time dancing to songs in French and English. And of course, some guys tried to dance with us. I don’t remember anything about them other than the odd request one of them made of me. Prince’s song Cream came on and this guy wanted me to translate it into French.

“Sure, no problem,” I said.

Silly me. Have you listened to those lyrics lately?

Cream
Get on top
Cream
You will cop
Cream
Don’t you stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

Not the easiest lyrics to translate into another language. So, that was fun. I guess I did okay, because the only other thing I remember about these guys is that they invited us back to their place for tea and cookies (really – we had tea and cookies) and they let me drive their car and I kept turning on the windshield wipers when I meant to use the turn signal.

Have you ever had to translate anything into another language? Or had to act as any kind of interpreter? How’d it go?

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