1. Happy birthday to my dear husband! (who never reads this blog — I could totally dedicate this post to talking about the hummus puffs and fermented soy birthday cake we’re going to enjoy tonight, and he would be none the wiser.) Possible slow blogging ahead — today will be dedicated to birthday-related errands. I… Continue reading Agenda
Author: Peony Moss
On Gluttony
Terry muses on the sin of gluttony. Gluttony (an ugly name for an ugly sin) seems to be a stealthy sin, like sloth. It’s easy to ignore it, to rationalize it away, especially by focusing not on gluttony itself but on being fat. And, as we all know, there are only two deadly sins in… Continue reading On Gluttony
A message from Pansy
Many thanks to those who have kindly inquired about Pansy. She is having computer trouble, but hopes to be back later this week.
Happy Birthday, Colonel Luse
Mr. Luse’s birthday tribute to his father. A must-read.
I wanna be a millionaire
You have just won one million dollars: 1. Who do you call first? My husband first, and then a first-rate financial planner. 2. What is the first thing you buy for yourself? I’d fix up the Prussian Green Money Pit and pay off the mortgage. Then I’d sell the PGMP, get a house I liked… Continue reading I wanna be a millionaire
TSM is one year old today
Pansy had the very first post. And the second. Peony finally gets around to posting. Davey’s mommy put us on the map. Why we picked hobbit names: Peony and Pansy. The first poem: The Ballade of Liquid Refreshment, by E.C. Bentley Peony’s first mention of St Anthony and her Guardian Angel Fasting on Friday feasts?… Continue reading TSM is one year old today
You saw it here first
Well, actually you saw it at Flos Carmeli first.
We always knew we were a little odd
You are Ken & Barbie as the happy and devotedHerman and Lilly Munster! What a gas, Daddy-O! Which Ken & Barbie Couple Do You Belong To? brought to you by Quizilla ONCE AGAIN, smockmomma beats me to something — this time, writing a quiz! I should start asking her for tips on beating procrastination.