ah, google drive spellcheck

Today Google Drive's spellcheck attempted to correct "much" to "much." I thought that was amusing, until I let it, and discovered that it had actually corrected it to "muchh." Now, that was hilarious.

On another front, the day before yesterday I made a batch of 8 tiny fruitcakes and 6 tiny pumpkin breads. Today I am soaking the rest of the suitable dried fruit to make another batch because I was compelled to sacrifice 2 of the tiny fruitcakes due to puppy dog eyes and so I only have 6 fruitcakes and 4 pumpkin breads.

I also succeeded in getting four-ounce jars (good old Orchard Supply, which is in this and a few other matters true to its roots) which I have washed and I am air drying before packing with olive oil and dried tomatoes. No, there is no reasonable danger of botulism if you do it right. Right means: no basil or garlic in the oil: no water droplets: dip the tomatoes in strong vinegar before packing them, to raise the acidity on the surface of the tomatoes.

I should have done these things a week or two ago, but there you have it.

I also found my stash of new year cards, so if you want one, send me your address. I was thinking of printing out a World War Two Militant Soviet Santa card but having these ready-made ones from the Seymour Center (Long Marine Lab) is better as it has several fewer points of possible failure.

also, Google apparently thinks a spelling error means you have no idea what you want, so instead of offering a correction to the spelling, they highjack your whole search and give you something sort of vaguely similar instead of what you wanted. Of course I complained.

And now for a Macedonian song

My favorite video of the song "Ripni Kalinke" has been this one by a barelyteenaged girl, partly because of her rich voice, but also because of the girls in the back whispering secrets and fondling each other's hair blossoms. Any number of interesting stories are suggested by their earnest expressions.

Today I discovered that this song is apparently also considered to be a good one for children who are just beginning to lose their milkteeth. Here are two tiny boys and a little girl doing a creditable job with an abridged version of the song. Is it the same girl, some years earlier? You can never tell with youtube, because all you have is the date of the upload, not the date of the filming.

What's the song about? It's pretty straightforward. A young man asks his sweetheart to dance with him even though both his family and hers have objected to their marrying. She says "How can I dance now? My father is watching." He says "It doesn't matter if he is your father, he might be my father-in-law! Let's dance." Repeat with mother.

By the way, the Macedonian words for "father-in-law" and "mother-in-law" are the same words as "grandpa" and "grandma." I know this from painstakingly comparing the words of this song to the ones in "Dedo mili, zlatni" which is all about how much Grandma loves Grandpa as they go through their daily lives.

I know I keep harping on these songs. For some reason they are my current favorites. I requested the dances that go with them last Friday at folkdance class but they didn't get on the list. But the ones that we did were fun too.

Tagged "degrees of little Romanian girls" even though there is no reference or connection to Cleopatra whatshername except for this sentence, because it's little girls singing love songs on you tube. (well, when I was a little girl I used to sing Bessie Smith and Ma Rainey songs, so I'm not finding fault)