Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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2 Comments:Oh, how touching, and very humbling... Amen. We are blessed. Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Sunday, March 26, 2006 Well - I didn’t get even the hint of a fiber stitch done in anything at all, other than the dust cloth. That fiber had plenty to do on, not just table top and shelf, but drawer fronts and furniture legs. God my house was filthy and the spring fur coat season has begun. Dog fur - on everything. Vacuuming takes 3 times as long because the poor machine has to suck up the top layer of dog fur, then the middle layer, then the deep down ground-in layer. Nobody would believe this place is vacuumed faithfully at least once a week. Or rather - only a pet owner would believe it. Ahhh. But I did get a sweet delicious sparkly house out of all my efforts and at 5 o’clock we went on down to the library where the English as a Second Language teacher hosted a pot luck supper for families and library staff. Real Mexican food and real Egyptian! And Pepsi, of course. It was such a sweet gathering. BD went with me, and two other library staff were there and several families and a bevy of beautiful children. In a discussion with one papa, he told me with the most serious straight face and such pride that all over the world people have The American Dream, but he wanted it to come true for his family. Another daddy told me proudly that of all his children, the two youngest were the luckiest, because they were born in America. I am humbled. But I am proud as well. posted by Bess | 7:36 AM |
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