Posted on May 9, 2008 by Aunt B.
The Gift Giver says:
One’s own house is best, though small it may be;
each man is master at home;
though he have but two goats and a bark-thatched hut
’tis better than craving a boon.
And I, my friends, am going to hang that in my house, when I find one, which I can, because I have “gorgeous credit” [...]
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Posted on May 9, 2008 by Aunt B.
What is a word that means “The Study of Letter Writing”?
Epistolism?
Help!
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Posted on May 9, 2008 by Aunt B.
One thing that tickles me a great deal about living in Nashville is that it’s like a giant small town. Eventually, you feel like you know someone who knows someone who knows the person you’ve just met and you start to realize that the folks at Wendy’s recognize your voice when you hit the drive-thru.
The [...]
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Posted on May 9, 2008 by Aunt B.
So, I was looking for solid evidence that Teresa of Avila played the tambourine when I discovered this.
Is it wrong that I want to have art-induced hallucinations?
On the other hand, I have no desire to listen to music of the Romantic period, which just goes to show there’s only so far I’ll go for vision.
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