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eleneariel) wrote2005-09-11 03:37 pm
eleneariel) wrote2005-09-11 03:37 pm
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I went to a wine tasting and bought a bottle and was never asked for my ID. o_O I am, after all, just a few months over 21. Maybe I look older than my age after all. Or maybe it was that "air of confidence" that I don't see, but am told I have. (Hannah?)
The good news is that I found something I like much more than dry red wines. Yay for a sweet table wine.
Saturday I also saw tigers. Live and very, very large...but oh so cuddly looking. I wish you could tame a tiger absolutely and keep him as a pet. For one thing, they remind me of Hobbs.
I love what's happening in my Sunday school class. I love the caring and concern people have for one another.
I never seem to think quite so well about life and love as I do when lying in the dark on a blanket on a grassy hillside, with the sounds of the live music washing over and around me. And I think I say this every year after the festival.
I love sweet potatos.
The good news is that I found something I like much more than dry red wines. Yay for a sweet table wine.
Saturday I also saw tigers. Live and very, very large...but oh so cuddly looking. I wish you could tame a tiger absolutely and keep him as a pet. For one thing, they remind me of Hobbs.
I love what's happening in my Sunday school class. I love the caring and concern people have for one another.
I never seem to think quite so well about life and love as I do when lying in the dark on a blanket on a grassy hillside, with the sounds of the live music washing over and around me. And I think I say this every year after the festival.
I love sweet potatos.