Ouch!

No, I didn't hurt myself but I was wondering recently where that word came from.  What's its origin?

Who said it first?  

Do you think it was uttered by a caveman when he bonked his head while entering or exiting his cave?

Did Eve scream it when she stubbed her toe on that damn apple tree?

Do people who speak other languages say "ouch" when they sustain an injury?

I'm also thinking that "ouch" may be reserved for the minor boo-boo and the F-bomb is brought forth for the big stuff.  

I'd love to hear from people who speak other languages - what do you say when you pinch your finger in the door?

A few days in paradise

I've already posted some of these pics from our trip up north on Facebook but I wanted to do a blog as well.  So, if you've seen them . . . . be on your way.

White fish with a cherry cream sauce at the Old Mission Tavern.  Divine! 

A handsome couple we ran into.

Sunset on our way back from the Old Mission peninsula.

Lunch in Suttons Bay with our old coastie pal, Bunkie.

As many of your know, Petey is a big fan of lighthouses so we made the trip to Northport so he could check it out.

On the lighthouse grounds.

Behind the lighthouse.

Outside seating at the Wolfgang Puck restaurant in Grand Rapids on our way home.

Petey satisfying his passion for pizza.

A shrimp BLT for me.  Outstanding!

We shared (yes, I did) the tiramisu.

We enjoyed the dickens out of our time in Traverse City.  Can't wait to go back.

Bonus Sweets

Some of you have probably seen the pictures I posted recently of the trip Petey and I took up north.

We stayed 2 nights in Traverse City - one of our favorite places.
We had a few things planned: a drive up the Old Mission peninsula and lunch with an old pal in Suttons Bay.

I had a secret goal, however.  There's an Italian deli/cafe in TC called Folgarelli's and besides all the wonderful food sold in this store, they have the BEST cookies - particularly the chocolate chips.

I called ahead of our departure from Allegan to reserve a cookie because the last few times we've been in TC, I missed them.  They're very popular.

Right after our lunch at North Peak, I scooted next door, salivating all the way, to pick up my cookie.

The man working the cash register had it there for me in a bag with MY NAME ON IT.  Once Petey got a look at what was left on the cookie shelf, he grabbed a coconut one and we took them out on the deck to enjoy.

As I reached into my bag, I noticed there were TWO chocolate chippers in there - not just one.  There was also a note that said to enjoy the cookies and thanks for my persistence and patronage.  

I went back in to see if it was the handsome gent at the front who was behind the kind gesture.  It was!  How sweet is that?

Once it was time to return home Petey had a great idea to stop in Grand Rapids for lunch.  He picked the Amyway Grand Hotel knowing there were a few places to choose from inside.

He decided upon Wolfgang Puck's restaurant and we sat outside by the river and had a wonderful meal.

Apparently the chef thought he kept us waiting too long (we didn't notice, it was such a beautiful setting) so he told our server to bring us the dessert menu and to pick one on him.

We were quite full from our delicious lunch but . . . we didn't want to be rude (hahahaha) and turn down his offer so Tiramisu was served!

Bonus treats.  Icing on the cake - pun intended.