“Yet you, dear friend with the spindle-stick legs and log-scraping voice . . .”
“Yet you, dear friend with the spindle-stick legs and log-scraping voice . . .”
Stars formed first, you know. Planets (and we live on one) got thrown together from leftover gas and star dust. But space welcomed the newcomers. Then, earth welcomed us. What a relief.
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition..
Scooter’s Happiness Regime begins about fifteen minutes after his night’s sleep ends
“It just takes three on the floor. It takes a Consumer, a Feeder, and a Clipper.”
Let me tell you, if I know anything even ever so slightly, it would be about thoughts and prayers.
Scooter said, “Here’s the problem, Mom. There’s an odor in the house, and I recognize it. Otis.”
Don’t be fooled! You may think you’ve got the normal 24 hours today. You may think the lunch date is at noon today, but . . .
It’s a noun and it’s a verb. A swivel is nothing more than a coupling between two parts that allows one of those parts to move without turning the other. To swivel means to rotate around an unmoving point. It’s the way some people dance. My desk chair is swiveling now with me in it.
It had to have been this Christmas last when my daughter made these cookies.