I am feeling oddly nostalgic for high school home economics kitchens. Nostalgia makes no sense at all.
I would rather feel nostalgic for something that had not required so much energy with the scrubbing and so forth.
So, is reading actually more important than living? It's so hard to tell.
About Me
- Penthe
- I live in the heart of the nation and do a lot of filing. The husband and the son like to read a lot. So do I.
Links
- Ampersand Duck
- Armagnac'd
- Blue Milk
- Books I love
- Charlotte's Library
- Eglantine's Cake
- Enough Rope
- Humanities Researcher
- I think I have a recipe for that
- Light Reading
- Mim's Muddle
- Misrule
- Pea Soup
- Progressive Dinner Party
- Ramping It Up
- still life with cat
- Stories are light
- Terrible Palsy
- The Bones Remember Everything
- Third Cat
- WoLFi Tales
Blog Archive
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August
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- Crown of the Dalemark
- Nostalgia
- Claiming victory
- On things I noticed at the polling booth
- Blue Milk is fed up with 'undecided voters'
- Today I met
- One day the election will be over.
- Cat in the truffula tree
- Without wanting to expose someone else's anxiety, ...
- Plugged in child and monsters, monsters everywhere.
- random title
- Smug
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