"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Monday, May 10, 2010

Thursdays are crochet club and the winning comment goes to Kelly. We were discussing vegetables. I said that I hated the taste of beets. Kelly immediately responded, "They taste like dirt. They're delicious!" (Earlier she had confided her secret love of dirt and soap. Awesome.)

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