Tuesday, May 08, 2007
It reminds me of a string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds me of stale bean soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. It drags itself out of the dark abysm…of pish, and crawls insanely up to the topmost pinnacle of posh. It is rumble and bumble. It is flap and doodle. It is balder and dash. -H.L. Mencken
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- Name: MyHusbandRules
- Location: Pennsylvania, United States
Usually the last one picked for softball...
3 Comments:
Congratulations to your family for being the type of family that supports a vocation!!!!!!!
Just to answer your question, me.
-The Husband
Thanks, Ambrose, but I really do have to give all credit to my parents. I was upset at first when my brother went into the seminary, because he wasn't going to have the life I'd planned out for him. Sometimes I forget whose in charge around here.
Having said that, he's much more content with the life God planned for him. Go figure.
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