whew! i love to have a big family. i love having a small family too. sometimes it's hard to know which i prefer. the truth is that enjoy them both for very different reasons. when my family is huge, i love that. when my family is small again i find that very refreshing.
you know what else i find very refreshing? sleep. sleep is a very good thing. know what you don't get too much of with a very big family? sleep. of course, even if your family is very small, if your family is very young you don't get too much sleep either.
damned if you do. damned if you don't. such is life. i'd rather "do" than "don't" though. because then at least you were doing and enjoying when you became damned instead of just sitting around all by yourself.
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- robert frost
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- robert frost
About Me
- Marne
- i don't know how to answer a question like that... "about me". i guess by writing in this blog, i'm hoping that maybe i'll get to know a little more about me and who i have become/am becoming.
1 comment:
life is such an oxymoron. Love the blog....I don't know, just because!
(very clever, Marne) -Susan
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