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American words I just don’t understand

It’s not uncommon for Americans to have no idea what I’m talking about.  We have lots of slang words and I often like to use them just for laughs.  But every now and again there are some American words I just don’t understand.

And, as much as Americans love our accent we say words differently so it sometimes takes a bit for them to understand us.

(Eg. Alternate. We say al-ter-nate, Americans say alter-nate).

Ever noticed that most non-English speaking people talk with an American accent?

I think that’s why their accents aren’t foreign to us–we’re so used to hearing them.  Whether it be on TV, the movies, a Swedish person, even Canadians (sorry, couldn’t resist. Just like you can’t tell the difference between an Australian accent and a New Zealand one, I can’t tell the difference between yours).

It usually also means we know all the different words they use.

Fanny

Yes, even “fanny”.  Fanny might not make Americans laugh but it always makes us Australians (and Brits etc) laugh out loud–rolling on the floor laughing out loud.

To let you in on the secret, in Australia a fanny is your vagina.  So imagine how funny it is for us when we translate your politically correct sentence, “I have a sore fanny” or “We need to take our fanny packs with us”: what pres tell is a vagina pack, dare we ask what we need it for and where do we get it?

For the 1% of Australians who might not know, and if you haven’t already worked it out, fanny to Americans is a bum.

Rooter

And even rooter. There are ads for it, vans driving around with it–there are rooters everywhere. Again, our conservative American friends have a word they happily throw around that in our part of the world is a “rude word”.  If not a rude word most definitely a socially uncomfortable word for them (we don’t have a problem with it AT all).

To root is the act of having sex.  As in, “hey love, wanna root?”  Perhaps some of these Hollywood men you’ve been hearing about in the news might have used that line had they known about the act of rooting.

The rooter in America is the generic term for a drain cleaning service.  So we have business names/websites like:

Rooter Man

Team Rooter

And even Rooty Rooter. He must be a really good rooter!

Then you have every Charles-, Dick- & Harry-the-Rooter (or should I say Chuck, Archer & Parker).  All these American men publicising that they’ll come to root for you.

Speaking of rooting for you. I also know that one.  “Rooting for” is the American term for supporting your team. In a sentence, “I root for the Dodgers”. If I said I root for the Dodgers at home I’d be classed as a first class slut–some form of groupie happy to put myself out for the entire Dodgers team.

Yes, yes, our humour is very much of the gutter variety.  And we’re fine with that.

American words I just don’t understand

But there are some words that I don’t know–or don’t know the slang for might be more accurate.

At tennis my friend was coming clean that she lets her kids have their passes every so often.  We had this entire conversation with her telling me it’s bad (no it’s not), asking what I think (yeah, it’s fine) and saying they don’t do it all the time (ok, fine).

I’m looking at her thinking did I miss what the pass was for? Her kids are young, where do they need passes for? I gave a little chuckle. It’s our turn to be in on the court.  Yay, we won, off to the other side.

Then, when we got to the other side, she called me out on it. Oops! She’s so used to not understanding what I say that she recognised that blank look on my face and nervous giggle.

The “pass” was a pac (soft c–said with that American accent so the a sound is not the “ah” sound but an “a” sound that’s quick.  And so “pass” is actually short for pacifier.  As in dummy.

Oh! Yes, I know you guys say Pacifier. I just didn’t recognise “pac” I thought you were saying pass!

Dummy

So a Pacifier is a Dummy in Australia. One of our friends from Shanghai’s favourite phrase of ours is “spit the dummy” which means “chuck a hissy fit” or have a little tanty (tantrum). And no, I have no idea why we call it a dummy.

Bogan

While I’m at it I’ll give the Americans another favourite word of ours: bogan.

A bogan can be loosely translated as “trailer trash”. Traditionally they had an outfit which consisted of way-too-tight jeans, a flannelette shirt (flanno) and ugg boots.  Yes, ugg boots.  Only bogans actually wore ugg boots out in public, the rest of us only wore them at home.

Here is a bogan:

Bogans

A family full of them actually

But then things started blurring–there were cool incredibly tight jeans, flannos were deemed respectable (depending on who wore them or how they wore them of course) and ugg boots became a thing.

And bogans also became proud of being bogans.  And so the term “cashed-up bogan” was born.  This is when a bogan did good and all of a sudden had loads of money.  They would carry on being bogans but now they had lots of money to throw around. The long-standing belief then was, well, money can’t buy you class.

Americans have bogans too. Our family calls them yogans (Yankee bogans).

Thongs

I think Americans know this one but it’s one of my favourites.  We wear thongs on our feet as well. As in flip flops.

In America (& probably every other place in the world) thongs are undies.  And I know this.  But I do love calling out to the kids in public, “Don’t forget your thongs” or “Are you wearing your thongs”.

It’s important to keep a sense of humour.

So technically that was one word I don’t understand. There are more I’m sure. But that was funny and then I could share with my American audience some of the words we hold dear to our heart–and why some of your words make us laugh.

Halloween in LA

On another note I first wrote about Halloween in LA a few years ago.  I made the observation that we don’t really celebrate Halloween in Australia.  But the fact is we do.  Well many people do anyway.  It depends what neighbourhood you live in.

We get the impression we don’t celebrate it in Australia because it’s not as widespread but when you think about it not every house is dressed up and not everyone goes trick or treating here either.

It’s just more of an event here: they dress up at work, even people going about their normal business dress up.

In Australia though, we tend to dress up as “spooky” things–blood, guts and gore.  Here in the US Halloween is a giant dress up day–you can be whatever you like, it doesn’t have to be scary.  I hadn’t changed since tennis that morning so I pronounced that I was dressed as a tennis player. Tick. All fine.

Our neighbourhood decided they’d start trick or treating locally this year.  It’s a big step to be able to trick or treat in your own neighbourhood rather than going to someone else’s (which is the thing to do). We’d never think to head to someone else’s ‘hood and knock on their doors for lollies (candy).

But when houses (or streets) go all out, they go all out.  Did you catch my Instagram post where one house had a crashed 747 in their front yard? Very cool.

A plane is crashed in someone’s front yard. Oh wait … it’s just Halloween in Hollywood. #halloween #hollywood

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Lead up to Thanksgiving

And now it’s November 1 it’s time to fast forward to Thanksgiving–the longest and only four-day long weekend in the American holiday calendar.  And because of that I have to leave you now to research what we’ll do for the four-day weekend–we all need a break.

Enjoy the rest of the week as we head into the weekend. Catch you soon!

xxIt Started in LAxx

 

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Do Australians celebrate Halloween?

I often get asked the question: do Australians celebrate Halloween?

It’s a well-known fact that Halloween is an “American” thing.  I wrote about it last year and how I was embracing Halloween now that we’re in America.  In fact, we started embracing it when our gorgeous American friends “introduced” us to their favourite “holiday” while we were in Shanghai.

We were invited to a Halloween party at their house and the kids could go Trick or Treating in their compound.  I’ve talked about this a few times now but the story never gets old (to me!) Thinking we all needed to dress up Mr H and I rushed out to the Fabric Markets and got Fred & Wilma costumes made.  We were so impressed that we pulled it off in such a short time only to walk in and find that none of the other parents had dressed up.  Yep, leave it to the Australians to make their mark.

Fred & Wilma Flinstone

Don’t we make a great Fred & Wilma?! It Started in LA

 

The Americans do Halloween well.  And, if for no other reason, Halloween is fantastic because, along with Thanksgiving (to an extent), it keeps the Christmas stuff out of the shops until it’s over.  It’s so festive to drive around and see the houses go all out and decorate as they do.

In Australia …

Australians don’t “do” Halloween.  It’s true, that’s changing but it depends where you live as to what they do.  The area I live in in Sydney’s inner west actually has quite a bit of trick or treating going on which is fun.

I listen to Australian breakfast radio via the Nova app.  They were talking about who does Halloween and who doesn’t.  While the spirit of Halloween is definitely growing, it can still be spasmodic.

The thing in Australia is we can be quite guilty of anti-American sentiment.  So there are many Australians who refuse to embrace Halloween traditions America-style because, well, it’s American.

What’s the difference then?

Because Americans embrace Halloween they research the right areas to go and visit.  I talked about how people flock to many streets well reputed to have great Halloween decorations and trick or treating (think Claire on Modern Family).  It must cost them a fortune in “candy”.

So Americans generally gather together, eat, then when it gets dark will spend the better part of the early evening trick or treating.

Australians, if they go out, will come home from school, get dressed then go out before it goes dark.  The tendency is to stay in your own neighbourhood—or your friends—but not make an entire (spooky) night of it.

This year there will be lots of Halloween parties around town because it’s Saturday.  My daughter is going to one but sadly it’s kids only and we come to the sad realisation that our kids are growing up and don’t need us around as much anymore.

I’ll leave you on this note found a friend’s Facebook site and posted to my page:

 

I don’t know about you but when I think of Halloween I think of the fabulous Thriller by Michael Jackson.  They’ve been playing it on the radio so I thought I’d share it with you.

Happy Halloween!

xx It Started in LA xx

Halloween in LA
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Halloween time in LA

It’s the week before Halloween and it’s gripping LA.

For most of October shops have been selling Halloween “cookies”, decorating kits to make-your-own cookies, decorations, purple-orange-and-black themed stuff, eyeballs and everything you could possibly imagine in between.

Halloween

With Fall comes Halloween | It Started in LA | itstartedinla.com

 

Then there’s the transformation of the theme parks.

What to do in LA during Halloween

Disneyland decorates the park in Halloween orange and the Haunted House at California Adventure takes on a different dimension.  Knott’s Berry Farm turns into Knott’s Scary Farm and Universal Studios does Halloween Horror Nights where they turn the park into an episode of your worst nightmare.  Universal Studios does it the best–as it should, it’s a movie studio.  Unfortunately you’ll have to experience this one yourself because I don’t think there’s any way this LA Blogger is going to be able to endure a night of horror.  Despite knowing it’s not real the combination of the dark and the real live actors walking around actually scaring you (it’s their job!) makes it all too real.  And then Six Flags (Magic Mountain) does Fright Fest.

Universal Studios

Universal Studios turns into a fright fest at Halloween | It Started in LA | itstartedinla.com

 

I’m not quite sure how Halloween became so big here but it is bigger than big and despite all the spooky stuff it’s fun and festive.  Many houses go all out.  It’s a great pre-cursor to Christmas–there are some houses who don’t do anything, some with a touch of spook and others who go all out they put the Griswalds to shame.  I just learnt of one house not far from us that has its own website, Facebook page and Twitter account.  Yep, that’s what I thought.

I love Halloween here.  I fell in love with the concept of Halloween when I was in Shanghai and one of my son’s friends’ family invited us for a Halloween party in their compound.  Still relatively new and looking for more friends we were so thankful to be invited I just went into full-blown Halloween mode.  I rushed off to the Fabric Markets and got a costume made for Mr H and I.  He was Fred Flinstone and I was Wilma.  Fun.  Until we got there and realised the adults weren’t dressing up it was just the kids!  Didn’t think to ask that question did I?  We still laugh about that night to this day and they’re now good friends of ours despite rarely catching up in person.

On the Facebook page of the Griswald house (well not actually the Griswald house but Boney Island) one lady commented, “I miss Halloween in America, no one does Halloween like America”.  Well duh.  Halloween is actually an American “holiday”.  Sure, it exists in other countries in different forms, but Halloween as the concept we know it today started here.

Haunted House

Halloween in 90210~Love the reference to Star Maps | It Started in LA

 

Certainly in more recent years in Australia we’ve been dressing up and trick or treating.  I can recall a time not that long ago when the kids were still young when a note was put in our letterbox by a neighbourhood mum with a balloon attached.  The note said that they were planning on trick or treating in the neighbourhood and if we as a house were participating we could blow up the balloon, tie it to our letterbox and we would be visited.  No balloon=no visit.  This year there will be more Australian kids in the neighbourhood and more houses being decorated so I guess the Americanisation of the world continues to a degree.  (Some people in Australia hate Halloween for this exact reason).

But America is without question home to the Halloween tradition.  Here people come to work dressed up.  Mr H was gobsmacked when he got to work last year to see so many people dressed up (he didn’t get the memo).  The kids go to school dressed up and local businesses like my hairdresser come dressed up.  No wonder it’s many people’s favourite “holiday”.

Vegemite

Of course for our first Halloween I had to dress up as a Vegemite jar | It Started in LA

 

We had our first American Halloween last year.  We were very green, still finding our way around and still (quite frankly) shell-shocked.  In the week leading up to Halloween everyone was asking where we were trick or treating.  Wait, what.  What do you mean?  I just assumed that everyone trick or treats in their neighbourhood.  Apparently not.  Kids congregate in friendship groups and visit neighbourhoods who do a “good trick or treat”.  Others (like in my daughter’s year) have parties where we get together for pizza and wine then visit their neighbourhood to trick or treat because it’s a good area for it.  We went on the kids school street last year.  There were hundreds there.  The street even gets closed off they anticipate that many people.  That’s a lot of lollies, ahem, candy.

Halloween night

People everywhere all congregating in well-known trick or treating neighbourhoods with the houses dutifully decorated for Halloween rather than in their own neighbourhoods | It Started in LA

 

The atmosphere is so festive, it’s like a giant street party it’s so fun.  We were blown away but the sheer number of people, the extent people went to for Halloween and the distances people travelled to get to the “good trick or treat spots”.  We spoke to a few people who said they travelled for miles to get there and all go by bus.  There are websites that rate and suggest areas for people to go.  My first thought was I wonder if they tell people when they buy the house that that’s what they’re up for.

But it’s not just about Halloween, it’s also about pumpkins.  People go to pumpkin farms (which are all over the place) to find their pumpkin and carve it to make Jack O’ Lanterns.  And make a day of it because it’s evolved over the years to include farm-type activities like hay-rack rides and corn mazes.

Pumpkin Farm

This is a Pumpkin Farm in the Valley not far from us, I believe they’re “bigger & better” further out in the suburbs | It Started in LA

 

Jack O’ Lanterns date back to Celtic days and it’s believed the Irish took the tradition over here when they came to America.  But the Irish carved turnips to make their lanterns; they found pumpkins when they came here and deemed them perfect for carving and the rest, as they say, is history.  I’d never heard of them really carving pumpkins in the UK so I asked a few friends.  In Wales, like the Irish, they would carve suedes (another type of vegetable) and as pumpkins have become more mainstream and affordable they too have started carving pumpkins.  My English friends also say they’re starting to do it more now but don’t recall doing it when they grew up.  I guess like Australia their Halloween is being Americanised too.

It seems these pumpkin farms then turned into a family day out–mazes, horse & cart rides, fresh produce and of course family photos.

I got my pumpkins at the supermarket–with no fanfare–and haven’t carved it.  Many people don’t carve theirs these days and that’s ok too.

Supermarket Pumpkins

Quite the booming business in pumpkins | It Started in LA

 

I’ve never seen so many pumpkins as I have here.  They’re everywhere.  What’s even stranger–to us when you think about it–is that these pumpkins are grown to carve and display and not to eat.  Can you tell I find this whole pumpkin thing very intriguing?  I’m sure if you left America, though, you’d find it completely strange that there are no pumpkin farms let alone pumpkins available en mass.  That’s what makes us all different.

Probably my favourite thing about this time of the year though is the “smell” of Fall.  This smell is an invented smell; it’s not like the smell of jasmine to signal spring and summer are on their way it’s the smell of spices like cloves and cinnamon and apple pie (“holiday” smells).  You can buy these smells in the form of pre-mixed spices to simmer away on your stove, or in the form of candles or plug-ins.  Whatever emotion it’s touched in me it makes me feel at peace and at home.  (I hope this Americanisation takes off at home by the time we move back).

Another thing that surprised me although now that I think of it I don’t know why has got to do with lollies.  I might have mentioned at Easter (or maybe I wasn’t being very specific) that “candy” comes out that you’ve never seen before–because lollies here tend to be seasonal.  There’s no better example than candy corn.  It makes an appearance for Halloween and it’s pretty hard to get hold of at other times in the year.  There are also the obvious things like pumpkin flavoured everything lollies but our carpool kids were telling us they associate other lollies like America’s version of Malteaser’s, Whoppers, with Halloween because they mainly tend to come out then.  (This is probably due to the 50 kilo bags of mixed chocolates you get at Costco or Target for trick or treating.)

Candy

Lollies lollies everywhere. And then they disappear | It Started in LA

 

So that’s Halloween in a nutshell.  Happy trick or treating wherever you are!

xx It Started in LA xx

PS: I keep putting speech marks around the world “holiday”.  See I can’t help myself.  That’s because a “holiday” is an event (like Halloween or Valentine’s Day).  When I first heard my friend say Halloween was her favourite holiday I thought they got the day off in America.  I thought that was so cool but alas no, no day off.  Vacation is the American word for holiday and, well, there’s no Australian version of the word “holiday” because all our holidays are days off!

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