This was the commuting music for this morning. A pretty wonderful way to get settled into the week!
What are you listening to today?
Pitchin' In
12 years ago
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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Eldest Brother: My biggest brother, an archaeologist, and an all-around nifty fellow. Taught me all about sports.
Middle Brother: Also my elder, but by not quite as much as EB. He works for our provincial government, doing neat things with disaster preparedness planning. He beat up the boys who were mean to me in elementary school.
Paternal Unit: My dad, who is a professional storyteller in another province far away.
And of course, there are others...
WH: WonderHubby, the man of my dreams, my best friend and co-conspirator. A professional choral conductor. He got me hooked on golf.
Baby Bird: Our totally nifty baby girl.
Mama Cat: A jet-black, three year-old Bombay Siamese beastie who takes up almost all of my side of the bed, and demonstrates intense neediness frequently. Likes to have her ears scratched.
Baby Cat: Her daughter, a more traditional Siamese-coloured cat, now almost two years old. Purrs like a locomotive, sheds all over everything, takes up the rest of my side of the bed.
Maternal Unit: My mum, an Anglican priest here in Prairie City. Smart, funny and brave.
Eldest Brother: My biggest brother, an archaeologist, and an all-around nifty fellow. Taught me all about sports.
Middle Brother: Also my elder, but by not quite as much as EB. He works for our provincial government, doing neat things with disaster preparedness planning. He beat up the boys who were mean to me in elementary school.
Paternal Unit: My dad, who is a professional storyteller in another province far away.
And of course, there are others...
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3 comments:
VeggieTales Greatest Hits was the music of choice in the car with the kids this morning. But I've been listening to Hillsong at the office!
ok, when you and the Kapellmeister have to arrange my obsequies....
note word verification is "barying" which lacks something in the spelling dep't but is on the right track thematically....!!!!
that was just beautiful. so glad you posted!
i've been listening to the new pete yorn which, though it's not fauré, is pretty great, if i do say so myself.
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