Don't you, though? I spent yesterday with friends out near Annapolis. We went for crabs and then spent the evening eating apple crisp and playing Spite & Malice. This morning, I didn't roll out of bed until almost noon. And the rest of the day has been spent reading and doing a little leisurely turkey roasting. Quite relaxing. Love days like this....
Sister Mary Lisa, I didn't know you draw. How nice. I do a little painting myself.
On another note, I was wondering if you had read Diary of a Heretic? It's linked on my blog - by an American writer. This blog is posting a serialized series of entries -- the story is very interesting. The description on the blog says: portrays the rise and fall of a contemporary spiritual movement that blossoms suddenly, and briefly, around Malcolm Tully, the owner of a coffee shop/donut house across the street from a terminal of Chicago’s El tracks.
The blog link is http://www.diaryofaheretic.blogs.com/. You have to click on a link in her sidebar to read the back up entries. Anyway, if you are interested do go by and take a peek and leave comments for her (She is a lovely person.)
I translated "singing in the rain" into French, then sang it and tap danced to it for my college term project in French.
I thought I did great but got a B because I translated singing in the rain to Je chant dans le pluit. The instructor informed me that french would have sang under the rain "sous le pluit" not in it.
Oh well. Can you picture me singing and dancing to a French version of Singing in the rain? Makes me laugh to think about it.
BR, I can picture it all right! I love it! That takes some real guts!
My college language was German, for obvious reasons. We took the BYU statement they handed out in a pamphlet at the beginning of the year that told students to define their own learning experience, and we told the prof that we wanted to have our final on OUR terms, and he agreed. We had an oral test, more like a discussion, and I didn't say one word and passed with an A.
Priceless. And much easier than singing and dancing to "Singing in the Rain."
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Don't you, though? I spent yesterday with friends out near Annapolis. We went for crabs and then spent the evening eating apple crisp and playing Spite & Malice. This morning, I didn't roll out of bed until almost noon. And the rest of the day has been spent reading and doing a little leisurely turkey roasting. Quite relaxing. Love days like this....
Sister Mary Lisa,
I didn't know you draw. How nice. I do a little painting myself.
On another note, I was wondering if you had read Diary of a Heretic? It's linked on my blog - by an American writer. This blog is posting a serialized series of entries -- the story is very interesting. The description on the blog says: portrays the rise and fall of a contemporary spiritual movement that blossoms suddenly, and briefly, around Malcolm Tully, the owner of a coffee shop/donut house across the street from a terminal of Chicago’s El tracks.
The blog link is http://www.diaryofaheretic.blogs.com/.
You have to click on a link in her sidebar to read the back up entries. Anyway, if you are interested do go by and take a peek and leave comments for her (She is a lovely person.)
Your post made me smile. I'm glad you found time to draw. You're a great artist - I can't wait to see more of what you do!
Happy Monday hugs.
Christmas is approaching way too quickly!
I translated "singing in the rain" into French, then sang it and tap danced to it for my college term project in French.
I thought I did great but got a B because I translated singing in the rain to Je chant dans le pluit. The instructor informed me that french would have sang under the rain "sous le pluit" not in it.
Oh well. Can you picture me singing and dancing to a French version of Singing in the rain? Makes me laugh to think about it.
Disclaimer: I may have spelled things incorrectly and even used incorrect gender in my feeble attempt to remember French.
BR, I can picture it all right! I love it! That takes some real guts!
My college language was German, for obvious reasons. We took the BYU statement they handed out in a pamphlet at the beginning of the year that told students to define their own learning experience, and we told the prof that we wanted to have our final on OUR terms, and he agreed. We had an oral test, more like a discussion, and I didn't say one word and passed with an A.
Priceless. And much easier than singing and dancing to "Singing in the Rain."
I love it!
And my German is probably much worse than your French is...
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