He is now to be among you at the calling of your hearts
Rest assured this troubadour is acting on His part.
The union of your spirits, here, has caused Him to remain
For whenever two or more of you are gathered in His name
There is Love,
there is Love.
Well a man shall leave his mother and a woman leave her home
They shall travel on to where the two shall be as one.
As it was in the beginning is now and til the end
Woman draws her life from man and gives it back again.
And there is Love,
there is Love.
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Good morning, everyone! Thursday morning with a mug of East India Company's Assam tea. That's about all I can deal with right now... I woke up with another cold! Dammit. That's twice in the past few months!
I'm still thinking about my son's wedding, and trying to figure out what to play for a wedding song for them... There are so many good guitar songs with happy themes. Of course, there is always "Hit the Road, Jack," "Close The Door Lightly When You Go," and "Breaking Up is Hard to Do," but I don't want to disillusion them so early in the game.
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I had my first heartburn/gas attack yesterday. It was awful. 16 hours of misery and my throat still feels raw.
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Enceinte, perhaps? Does this mean there will soon be BabyCrash?
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Which one did you follow up to do that?
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I doubled the amount of leaves and reduced the steeping time. I really like a lot of her ideas about making tea. They are much more broadminded than most of the 'instructional' pages that insist you need to use X seconds or Y amounts.
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Irn-Bru
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Inspector Rebus and you! I'd love to taste that some time.
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have a pot of lapsang souchang on the candle warmer on my desk. cold rainy grey day after a brilliant spring day yesterday
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Aww.... I think that's sweet. Anyone who would warm up a candle on a cold rainy day gets Karma in my book! Most folks just melt the damn things. Bless you, my child.
And now a refill of the Assam tea and back to the guitar. That sure is a nice combination!
Stitchawl