Considering how much money we've spent there, I'm not surprised.
The former owner of Ikea may have surpassed Mr. Gates as the world's richest man. Also, he is to blame for how much my hands hurt this morning because yesterday I manually screwed about 150 screws in the creation of our (very nice looking) music-room bookcase.
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Sacrilegious mispronunciation of the week.
As y'all northerners may or may not know, native residents of the south often pronounce the word "idea" as "idear." Nine straight years of living near to or south of the Mason-Dixon line has made me immune to laughing fits when I hear this, but it took all my self-control not to giggle when the deacon at church yesterday said that a particular passage was from "Isaiahr."
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Proof that your handbell director hates you.
You have never done four-in-hand before, and you mention to her that you'd like to give it a go sometime, and she throws you into this. Playing C5 through Eb5. How in the world do you four-in-hand low fives at the speed that song needs to be played at? Huh?
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Proof that your handbell director likes you.
She lets you make up your own bass line to turn trios into quartets.
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Counting church services, church handbell practices, and community handbell practices (both full and small ensemble), the number of different times I will be playing handbells in the five days from yesterday through Thursday.
Seven, not including the practice I skipped on Saturday.
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And Kim?
Three. Plus one more for each of us on Easter.
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Word that Microsoft's spell-checker believes "handbell" should actually be.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
