Words Kate Hates, Part 2

Oddly, most of the words I hate start with the letter "p" (for example, the last installment of Words Kate Hates, which I can't even read because it makes my skin crawl). Maybe it's the fact that so many p-words stand for gross things (putrid, puss, puke) that even non-gross p-words sound like they refer to bodily fluids (plastic, pumice, pal).

However, today I have a treat for you--a word that is both gross and starts with a letter other than p.

mouth-watering


...shudder...


This word in particular has been haunting me for weeks--it's on the menu next to the register at the bread shop that I frequent (yes, the one that is definitely *not* run by the mafia), and my eye is inevitably drawn to it, no matter how determined I am. It's like the incredibly drunk undergraduate girl, stumbling across campus at 10 am. You just can't look away.

It makes me wonder--is it actually supposed to be appetizing? I picture a slobbering dog, right after he's taken a big fat drink of water. In what universe is that mental image appealing?

Words Kate Hates, Part 1

I hate the word "pamper".

It hurts just to write it...the hard "p" sound followed by a soft "m"...
the super-extra-girly connotations, paired with an implication of utter frivolity... the strange association my brain makes between it and adult diapers.

I hate that word so much.

Unfortunately, I've been subjected to it a lot lately, because I'm getting married and therefore am required to participate in 650% more girly activities than usual. Just yesterday, I was getting my nails done and had to suffer through a certain amount of wedding chatter. The word "pamper" came up at least...I don't know...a MILLION TRILLION BILLION times.

So now hear this internet! You will never ever hear the word "pamper" come out of my mouth.

My (hypothetical, at this point) children will never wear "Pampers".

And most of all, I will never ever take "Pamperin".