Wednesday, May 24, 2006
isn't he cute?
This is one of my favorite pictures of H. This was in Mesa when we had been dating about 5 months and thus got suckered into helping me and my roommates move into the Gilbert house we lived in until we got married. It looks like he fell asleep on the job.
Mom and I (and I think Sheralie) are reading "Middlemarch" by George Eliot. Every now and then she has commentary that is so well put I have to write it down. Here's one from Chapter 19:
"There are characters which are continually creating collisions and nodes for themselves in dramas which nobody is prepared to act with them. Their susceptibilities will clash against objects that remain innocently quiet."
Anyone know people like that?;)