We embarrassed our daughter mightily when she started high school because we’d always jokingly pronounced “skeleton” as “skellington” at home. Only our daughter didn’t realise it was a joke until she used it in class and her teacher and school friends started laughing. I’ve also been known to refer to the “wishdosher” (for “dishwasher”) but maybe that’s just old age.
I'd love to have a t-shirt with that final quote. wondering and wandering are my 2 favorite pastimes.
in our family, when my children were young, I began calling local places and products by other names, as they grew up they used the same names and were often surprised to see that other people called them other things. (their real names) ours were quite juvenile, but fun. Big Boy Restaurant was Pig Boy, Kroger's grocery store was Kroacker's, those caramel apple wraps we called Crapples, etc. you get the general feel. I still cannot call them by their real names.
My birth family was famous for puns and wordplay. Everything was "bass-ackwards" never the right way around. I was a teenager before I learned Laguna Beach was not named Labeena Gooch. My brothers called me Jeffiner, then that got shortened to Jeff. My husband and I have a million phrases that no one else would understand but they'd take forever to explain, like your Sal Mineo. One is that we sometimes refer to our dog (Ready) by the name of Cliff, because of a play from 35 years ago where someone asked if a kitten was named Cliff becausethey'd known another kitten named Cliff and we thought it was hysterical.
We embarrassed our daughter mightily when she started high school because we’d always jokingly pronounced “skeleton” as “skellington” at home. Only our daughter didn’t realise it was a joke until she used it in class and her teacher and school friends started laughing. I’ve also been known to refer to the “wishdosher” (for “dishwasher”) but maybe that’s just old age.
My mom always called the bed sheets and blankets “bed clothes”. I still remember the baffled look my wife gave me the first time I said it to her.
Oh my goodness, I love familects so much! The “nuclear toaster” tweet has me cackling.
My family’s words are similar--mispronunciations from children that have stuck. “Leepers” for slippers immediately comes to mind.
I'd love to have a t-shirt with that final quote. wondering and wandering are my 2 favorite pastimes.
in our family, when my children were young, I began calling local places and products by other names, as they grew up they used the same names and were often surprised to see that other people called them other things. (their real names) ours were quite juvenile, but fun. Big Boy Restaurant was Pig Boy, Kroger's grocery store was Kroacker's, those caramel apple wraps we called Crapples, etc. you get the general feel. I still cannot call them by their real names.
Ha! This is fantastic! In our familect is:
Kouts - mispronounced word “couch”; you go to sleep “in kouts”
“Take a tub” - soak in the bathtub
“Ooo cha cha…” - expresses being impressed by something
There are a bunch more I’ll try compiling to keep those bits of family history alive.
My birth family was famous for puns and wordplay. Everything was "bass-ackwards" never the right way around. I was a teenager before I learned Laguna Beach was not named Labeena Gooch. My brothers called me Jeffiner, then that got shortened to Jeff. My husband and I have a million phrases that no one else would understand but they'd take forever to explain, like your Sal Mineo. One is that we sometimes refer to our dog (Ready) by the name of Cliff, because of a play from 35 years ago where someone asked if a kitten was named Cliff becausethey'd known another kitten named Cliff and we thought it was hysterical.