why this house lacks pc-ness and sanity . . .

i was reading a piece today that referenced both yogis and yoginis.  never having heard the word yogini before, i looked it up:  a woman who practices yoga.  so there i am repeatedly hitting the pronunciation sound chip when kidlet comes up the stairs and asks what the heck i am doing.

so i told her i am a yogini.  she looks at me and says:  "Yo Guinea! Whazup?"  snort!
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this morning i got bathed, dressed in my yoga gear, got in the car, drove across the cul-de-sac and sat in Joanie's drive way at 9:30 to pick her up for class.  i waited.  i filed my nails.  i wondered why she was taking so long.  i looked at the clock.  and then i realized our new class didn't start until 11:00.  i zipped out of her driveway and into my garage and laughed myself silly.