Saturday, August 1, 2026

What's in a name?

 A while back my west coast brother accused me of being a paronomasiac, in other words a person who enjoys puns or word play.  I think he must be right because not long after that I heard someone ask the question "Why are pants called pants?" and I've been pondering that question ever since.  Why not pant?  It is after all a single garment.  And it's not just pants, there are trousers, slacks, shorts, culottes, capris, and even jeans - all ending in 's'.  

Because it has two legs? Generally speaking all of our upper body wear (unless it's a poncho or cape) has two sleeves or at least two arm holes and yet we don't speak of blouses or shirts when we mean only one of such an item. 

Obviously I decided that this needed some research and here's what I discovered.

The History of 'Pants'

The word's origins are rooted in comedy

In US English, the word pants isn't a particularly funny one. It's the most common term for that very common piece of clothing that covers the body from the waist to the ankle (give or take), with a separate part for each leg.

But the word pants is rooted in comedy.

pantalone

Image of Pantalone. The word 'pants' comes to us from an Anglicization of the character's name, "Pantaloon."

The word comes from the name of a stock figure in the commedia dell’arte, a form of Italian comic theater popular throughout Europe from about the 16th to the mid-18th century. Pantalone, as he was called, was a greedy, lecherous, scheming old man who often ended up being duped and humiliated. His costume consisted of a soft brimless hat; a pleated black cassock (typically worn open); slippers; and a vest, breeches, and stockings that were conspicuously red and tight-fitting. In later representations of the character, the breeches and stockings were replaced by long trousers.

When trousers of a similar style became popular during the Restoration in England, they became known as pantaloons, Pantaloon being an Anglicization of Pantalone. Fashions changed over the years, but pantaloons continued to be the word used to refer to various types of trousers. Americans clipped the term to pants in the early 19th century, and that shorter word became a standard term for the garment, serving also as the basis for new formations denoting new garments, such as underpants and panties.

Harmless enough to our ears, the shortened form pants alone was considered vulgar by some language commentators for quite some time, including Ambrose Bierce, who wrote the following in his 1909 book Write It Right about pants for trousers: "Abbreviated from pantaloons, which are no longer worn. Vulgar exceedingly."

We don't know that the "vulgar exceedingly" characterization had anything to do with another use of pants or not, but in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, pants appeared in an insulting assertion about a person's name: to say that someone's name was pants meant to say that you didn't like or trust that person, much like in the still-used expression "your name is mud."

And in the 20th century, the word began to appear in the phrase "with one's pants down," meaning "in an embarrassing position (as of being unprepared to act)."

Pants by itself has of course continued in US English to refer to trousers, but in British English, pants is used most often to refer to what Americans call underpants—which, makes the word a good bit funnier across the pond, at least for 8-year-olds and anyone who shares their sense of humor.

And the British have taken the humor to another level: since the 1990s, British English speakers have also used pants informally to mean "nonsense," as in "It's ridiculous; the whole thing is pants" or "The whole thing is a pile of pants."

Clearly there's too much history about the word pants for anyone to declare it itself pants.

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This is all very interesting but it still doesn't answer the question why pants plural?  Why pantaloons for that matter? The Italian word has no 's' at the end.  But that's enough pondering for now.  I guess I'll just skirt the issue.

Friday, July 31, 2026

shopping spree..

 As a general rule, when you send a husband grocery shopping you never know what might jump into his cart or follow him home. Or so I've been told by various friends and relatives. 

Interestingly though, my wonder spouse does most of the grocery shopping in our household.  He has it down to a science, with a shopping list he creates on his phone.  No casually roaming the aisles with a paper list (my style) his phone list includes brand names and aisle and section numbers.  No wasted steps, no backtracking, his engineering spirit is obvious.  

But sometimes he gets to go a little wild.  Today was one of those days.  I had commitments this morning (a manicure and a visit with an elderly cousin) so he went by himself to our favorite farmers' market, Schmuckers, where things are not nearly as well organized as at Krogers but so much more fun to discover.

A few hours later (it's a long drive, especially with road construction detours) he came home laden with fresh scrumptiousness.  Michigan cherries, Indiana tomatoes, cheese curds, colby jack cheese, corn on the cob, green beans and one large onion will keep us eating well for days to come. 

Oh yes, he did swing by the nearby Taste of Tradition Bakery to pick up apple bread and coffee cake.  

If I look like I've gained a few pounds the next time you see me, I'm sure you'll understand.  

By the way, if you look back at the blog I wrote a few days ago about the new food pyramid, you will see that this week we are eating all the right stuff.  Well, except for the coffee cake, but nobody's perfect.


Thursday, July 30, 2026

Hooray for books...

 Again with thanks to my west coast brother.  Today is "National Paperback Book Day," definitely a day worth celebrating.  Over the years I have dscovered many of my favorite authors via paperback books. John D. McDonald, Laura Ingalls Wilder, Lilian Jackson Braun and Nevile Shute come to mind.  

During the year that I taught in upstate New York I didn't have a television, but there was a paperback book store only a few blocks from my apartment. It was conveniently located next door to the laundromat.  Pretty clever, I think.

What I like most about paperback books is their portability.  I can easily fit one or two in my small carry-on bag when I travel.  

I know what you're thinking.  "For goodness sake Luci come into the 21st century.  You can listen to books on your I Pod or any similar gadget.  You can even check out audio books from the library to listen to on the go. If you want to hold something in your hand you can read from your tablet.  You don't need old fashioned books with paper pages."

I know all that is true.  There are many, many options out there.  And yet, I can't help remembering the time that my spouse and I were on a cruise and the book I had brought along to read in my spare time (there is a little spare time) which I had carefully downloaded on my tablet from my local library, refused to be read in proper order.  It would start in the middle when I opened it or worse at the end, never at the page where I had stopped.  Eventually I did finish that book but not until I was back in Fort Wayne and could borrow a paper copy from tne library.

So I will continue to carry paperback books with me when I travel. No travel plans right now but I have no doubt that something will be coming up.

Wednesday, July 29, 2026

Here kitty, kitty...

 My west coast brother has informed me that today is "International Tiger Day."  I'm not really familiar with tigers, having seen them at a distance in zoos, but I do think they are beautiful big cats. 

But, closer to home, we have a tiger striped cat who prowls our cul-de-sac most days.  She has a collar and looks well fed so I presume she has a happy home nearby.  

I think, though, that she has delusions of tigerness.  She would like to be padding softly through the jungle or across the veldt sneaking up on an unsuspecting gazelle (or some kind of animal), pouncing and making the kill.

While this may be her dream, her reality is lurking under or near our bird feeders, waiting for some unwary bird to fly near her.  They never do.  

 The antics remind me of a book I used to read to my children about the little blue bird who comes walking along, walking along.  When the following cat gets too close (just when my children would get worried) the blue bird would fly away.  And so it goes in the real life of our back yard.

Tuesday, July 28, 2026

going shopping...

 Between us, my wonder spouse and I have 10 grandchildren ranging in ages from eight to 27.  Almost all of them are of an age where money is a cheerfully given and gratefully accepted birthday gift.  

However, being pretty sure that our soon-to-be nine year old granddaughter would really like to have some physical presents to open, and knowing that she is quite artistic, my spouse and I took ourselves to the United Arts and Education store today.

This store is a fantasy land of all kinds of art materials, educational aids, games, puzzles and so much more.  

After an absolutely delightful hour of exploring every aisle we came away with several gifts, an interesting variety, that we hope will delight her.  A couple of them might even get her big brothers involved. 

True confession, while we were there we also bought a new jigsaw puzzle for ourselves and I bought myself a nice fat new sketch pad, because being retired gives one time to play and be creative. Hooray!



Monday, July 27, 2026

the perfect food???

 According to the latest food pyramid, a healthy diet should consist of vegetables, meat, fruit, dairy products and bread.  Just coincidentally the pizzas my spouse and I finished off for supper this evening, after having some for supper last night and lunch today, contained all of these elements except fruit, although technically tomato is a fruit.  My spouse likes Hawaiian pizza so his absolutely has fruit.

 

So, does this make pizza the perfect food?  When you consider that it's delicious eaten at home or at your favorite pizza place (we like B'Antonio's), it's reheatable but also fine eaten cold, and seems to keep for a long time in or out of the fridge, I think the answer is obvious. 

Is it a coincidence that the new food pyramid is shaped like a slice of pizza?  I think not.

Sunday, July 26, 2026

about those relatives...

 Today, according to my Page-a-Day Maxine calendar, is Parents' Day.


It is also, according to my west coast brother, "Aunt and Uncle's Day" and "Savvy Auntie's Day."  In my life time I have been blessed with wonderful parents, a loving parent-in-law, a loving step-parent, four fine uncles, four wonderful aunts, two loving grandpas and one honorary grandma.  She was a good friend's grandma, but she lived next door to us and we called her grandma.

Now it's my turn.  I am, by age, the matriarch of my family.  I think I was a good mom, my children have turned out just fine, and my adult grandchildren, who are also doing well, love me.  I have also tried to be a good aunt to my three nieces and three nephews and their spouses and children. 

I'm not sure if they consider me savvy (probably not) but I think they know that I love them all.