Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Pudding and Poetry
For the last few months a few of my friends and I have started a sort of tradition. Every monday after ten we sit by the fire, enjoy some popcorn or pudding, and then read some of our favorite poems from Shel Silversteins "Where the Sidewalk Ends". Anyone familiar with Shel knows how fantastic he truely is. Don't worry, I'm not some kind of freaky beatnick, even if I was I can't grow a go-tee (not sure how to spell that one). Anyway, it's just good fun with good friends; I suggest you join a Poetry group as well (pudding and fireplace optional).
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As long as there is pudding and a fireplace...I'm sold!! Poetry circle here I come!
Chelcea
hey friend! Just wanted to leave you a comment to say "hi" and we all miss you down here! :o) I'm absolutely positive God is doing some pretty radical stuff in and through you....which is pretty exciting. I hope to see ya the next time you come home!
Robbie - I'm leaving for Humboldt in only six hours ... I wish you were coming with me so we could walk down the old path to Hydesville Elementary, buy candy at Murrish Market and spend the afternoon with Linda. I love you and miss you!!
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