tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236818078482978377.post4030116155053031161..comments2024-03-10T23:40:49.768-05:00Comments on Bells A Ringing: You wouldn't know by the picsSouthern Bellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04847654788277662652noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236818078482978377.post-30778468977977450602011-10-24T05:56:42.837-05:002011-10-24T05:56:42.837-05:00Years ago, I took a special trip to Richmond to go...Years ago, I took a special trip to Richmond to go see the Fabrege Egg collection as it traveled the country. Like you and Belle, my husband dutifully came along for the ride and saw the exhibition with me. I was enchanted. He complained about a stitch in his side. But it fulfilled a lifelong interest and admiration for Fabrege Eggs - and that was the only thing that pleased my husband - that I was happy. <br /><br />"Not to mention that we went to a barbecue party yesterday, at which I consumed, perhaps, just perhaps, a few too many hoppy beverages. (ok, I admit it, I was pretty wobbly when we left)."<br /><br />Have we discussed the Unclean aspects of alcohol yet, kx? Would you like to hear a sermon on the evils of alcohol? How about a lecture? <br /><br />"But, if you'd *prefer* a lecture, I've a few very catchy ones prepped. Sin and hellfire. One has lepers. " - Shepherd BookMaurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15080921606805805623noreply@blogger.com