sometime ago, in the not too distant past, i remember a time where my mother would call me “plumpy.” this was her way of saying i needed to watch my weight. it may not have been the friendliest or nicest word but it was what she said.

imagine my amazement when i learned that plumpy is not a word. its not even close to a word. plump; that’s a word. plumpy; not a word. i was amazed. a word i was so familiar with not only as a pre-adult, but even to this day, was just not even a word.

makes me think of all the other words that we use on a daily basis that aren’t actually words. i can’t think of any specific examples…but at least i know that something cannot be “plumpy”

although i wish it could.