posted on November 8, 2005 04:22:08 AM new
It was good, not our usual Moday fare, that's for sure..I asked the oldest if she wouldn't consider just staying home and cooking for me until I die, but she insists on finishing her master's...wimmin, go figure.
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Habla siempre que debas y calla siempre que puedas....
Someday, she may wish that she could have taken your suggestion.
The Road not Taken
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference
posted on November 8, 2005 07:54:28 PM new
I know she will by and by, Helen...her name's the first one on the trust.
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posted on November 8, 2005 09:19:08 PM new
The same. To her credit, she's begun to see the error of her ways, and while she may vote Republican now and again (like her dad), she votes for people, not parties. None the less, on this ranch, politics is recognized for what it is...amusing but ultimately a waste of time in the grand expanse of human experience...and most certainly not worth coming between blood kin.
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