It’s time for more word history, but there’s an incentive for you to plow through my possibly tedious nuggets of wisdom — I’m doing a giveaway!
Here’s the thing, we all claim there’s no such thing as too many books. In theory, I agree. In practice, my cat likes to pee on plastic covers and I’m out of bookshelf space. ALA was a good time, but the TBR pile has doubled in size and it was just barely out of The Pee Zone as it was. So, it’s time to part with some of the books I’ve been stacking right next to the TBR pile – the ABR (Already Been Read) pile. Scroll down to see what flavor of awesome I’m giving away today, and keep checking in all week and into next week as I filter through the mess that is my bedroom.
So – it’s 100 degrees in Ohio today. I endured three softball games yesterday in a similarly-weather-themed-situation and I told someone I was sweating like a pig. Then my brain said, “Um, hey Mindy – pigs don’t actually sweat.” This is true – ask any farm girl. So where the hell did we get the saying sweat like a pig?
Turns out it has approximately jack crap to do with pigs. Instead, we get it from ye old iron works. Crude iron was referred to as pig iron, and when it had cooled enough to be safely malleable it would sweat, indicating to the smelter that it was time to get to work.