In a Word, What’s Your Favorite?

In a Word, What’s Your Favorite?

In a Word, What’s Your Favorite?


“What’s your favorite word?”, that is.

I have so many favorites that it’s hard to choose. There are a lot of words that I use repeatedly that are far from my favorites, but rather are crutches, or filler, or inadequate substitutes, but that readily come to mind as I’m talking or typing.

Then there are the words I truly adore. 

There are the serenely beautiful words like “willow”, and “babbling brook”. And if you’re fortunate enough to run across a willow beside a babbling brook, your day is bound to be drop-dead gorgeous. 


Favorite words: willow - Chicago's Botanic Garden


Then there’s “serendipity” because it sounds just as untamed and upbeat as its meaning.

Or “troglodyte”, “kerfuffle”, “discombobulate” and “cryptic” . . . just because.

There are the silly words like “pickle” and “popinjay” and “purple.” “Red” and “yellow” are not funny, but “purple” is a laugh-riot. Afterall, it wasn’t a “one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ red people eater” that was on all of our tongues back in the 70’s. Do you hear how that just falls flat? Likewise, in the fruit world, “bananas” and “kumquats” are comical, while “grapes” and “apples” are strictly business.

There are even the made up words like “figgokies”, which my grandmother used to describe a laughing jag, or “schnibble”, which my mom calls the tasty bits that remain on a serving platter.

Jame’s new favorite word is “hubris.” I’m not 100% convinced that he’s certain of its meaning, but he’s sure getting a lot of mileage out of it, nonetheless e.g., “You certainly ordered that Egg McMuffin with a lot of hubris.” Huh?




At some point, “hubris” replaced “bifurcate”, which replaced “benevolent”, all of which he somehow used to describe the fast food ordering process.

Anyway, the more we read and talk to new folks and even listen to new programs and movies and videos, the more we’re exposed to new, wonderful words: some of which just might become the latest and greatest “serendipity” of our futures.


Do you have a favorite word or two or ten?


Written by Becky


  • Kristie says:

    Our favorite family word is “chonies.” Many hispanic children refer to their underwear/panties as chonies! Mandy’s preschool teacher came up to me one day and asked what chonies meant. 🙂

    • Becky says:

      Ooh, that’s a good one, Kristie. As in, “Excuse me Mrs. Teacher, I wet my chonies.” That’s a good story to keep in your back pocket and share with the grandkids at an opportune moment, if ever you suspect Mandy might be exhibiting a touch of hubris.

  • Audrey Spoerlein says:

    My new word to describe Hannah when she comes home late from costumes is “Hangry” she gets a little angry when she’s hungry! Have you heard of this word?

    • Becky says:

      No ma’am, but I love it, and can truly relate! Poor Hannah!

      I love blended words with blended meanings. “Nillionaire” is how I describe what our financial position will be after paying for all of these exorbitant college fees.

  • Patty from MMC says:

    My son Brad’s favorite word of late is “derp”. I supposed it has some really negative connotation to some group somewhere, but he uses it when either of us do something silly or dumb – like when I misplaced the stylus I use to type with on my iPad …and he says, “Mom, it’s in your hand..” or my lap, or right in front of me on the table … And then he says, “You’re a derp.” And I call him the same when he continues to wear his Target name badge around the house :” What a derp! Might you forget who you are if you don’t wear it at home?” These phrases are usually followed by a barrage of mutual derp-calling and laughter. It’s also used to call out bad drivers (in Nebraska, there seems to be an over abundance of them), cats who hide under kitchen chairs (thinking they are invisible) , and any other uncool actions by anyone in the animal kingdom.

  • Pappy says:

    Your husband seems pretty funny.

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