Maud is a young lady between the ages of 4 and 45, depending on her mood for that particular moment in time. One moment she is driven by emotion and the beauty of the moment or sentimental memories, tears dripping off her face. The next moment she is singing a loud unmelodious song that may or may not be made-up words. Another moment she wants her picture taken making victory signs with her two fingers, head cocked to the side, one leg in the air and her tongue stuck out. Yet another moment she may let out a forever burp. My friend that began traveling with us, Sanity, slips out the back door of the car and threatens to leave the scene.
Maud has her own language – one that I do not understand, nor do I really want to understand. She may use antonyms or her own form of neologism.
Here are some of them along with Maud’s definitions:
wicked – awesome/cool
broski – friend/pal (or some random stranger on a motorcycle)
narsty – nasty/gross (also used when she says, “I fluffed a bunny”)
rad – super dope
dope – cool/awesome (see wicked)
gucci – good
tendy – sweet, but like super sweet
send it – let’s go
‘bout to go ham – go crazy
let’s kick it – let’s go
bet ! – okay, let’s do it!
Sometimes I just have to use my imagination to interpret what comes out of her mouth. I wonder if my friend Sanity will ever return!
June 2019
<3 you and Maud!!