If you assembled the right group of people – I like to call them word birds, but some say word nerds – (and I dare say some of you qualify, eh?) you could spend a jolly good time passing the book around, randomly reading an entry, laughing and talking about it. Add a glass of wine or steaming cup of tea, a plate of scones in the middle of the room, and you have the makings of a party I would want to host or attend.
“Put the book down, Carol.” the once booming, still-strengthening voice of my husband brings me back to life. We have details to deal with. Each one on its own is minuscule, but combined they can a force to reckon with. Remember cleaning the grout? I’m easily distracted today, but word and phrase origins is one delightful distraction.