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Monday, January 02, 2006
Good-by, hello--

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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
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ReplyDeleteHi Marly,
ReplyDeleteSounds like you had a fun new years eve. Our menu was not so exotic, however I have found a new recipe for ham/cheddar/potato chowder.
Mostly over break I played kitchen cook and maid, stable hand to three cats and a dog, and clening girl.
Hopefully the Blog Queen will return soon with creative endeavors. Otherwise the kitchen maid, stable hand and cleaning girl are threatening to quit and take up residence elswhere.
Here's to 2006
Love,
The BQ's maids.
It was a grand eve, but I have been the queen of menial roles, despite all! Grand high cat-comber, vizier of grubby floors, 1st laundry pounder, etc.
ReplyDeleteHappy new year to you!
Great New Year's Eve. Menu sounded fab - I adore Onion Pakoras and Curry anything. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing it with me.
Love,
Linda
Now, I think it is cruel to share such an enticing menu when some readers live so far from the table. Persimmons and mangos...oh my.
ReplyDeleteThe sequel to Raven Mocker is enroute to my hands. Can't wait.
When one (this one) is a Southerner living in a Yankee snow drift, one most obtain as many sunny-colored fruit as is possible! Though it pains me that peaches are never any good after travel...
ReplyDeleteIt's not exactly a sequel--not at all, really--but a companion. Same landscape plus overlap with one minor character, who is not the same age as in the Raven.
Is "jarvenpa" Finnish? And why would I think so? I'll have to look it up, web being full of geneaological wonders.
And I wonder what sort of Linda came by, since she knows me... Linda P. of my annual one week of teaching? Linda K. the grand high coordinator of the same? Blog life is full of mystery.
Yesterday was declared a Snow Day. Today is not a Snow Day.
Happy New Year Marly! This is Linda K and I didn't send the original messgae. Sorry! However, while I have you on line, we are ready for that gem of a story you have been keeping for our collection. Anytime will do. We've edited all the others and seem to be ready to send it in. I'll contact Ron and Brian. Later... The menu does sounds toooo goooood. LK
ReplyDeleteAnother thing left undone... What was I promising? Don't answer. Will send! Something.
ReplyDeleteA belated response to your question about the origin of my assumed name--jarvenpa is a version of my grandmother's maiden name (in Finnish it is jarvenpaa with all sorts of dots strewn about). I note that there is actually a singer/songwriter/poet called Diane Jarvi, or Jarvenpa (might be a distant cousin, but isn't me). The web is indeed full of oddments and interesting moments.
ReplyDeleteAh, well. Our names get polished of their decorations. (Oh, to have "dots"!) Mine used to be Yeomans, and I really like that better because people know how to pronounce it...
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