One great thing about having a thirty-four year old eldest child is that their idea of a birthday happy meal is Indian takeaway with some carefully chosen sides. Eventually we had to step away from the table.
One great thing about having a thirty-four year old eldest child is that their idea of a birthday happy meal is Indian takeaway with some carefully chosen sides. Eventually we had to step away from the table.
The display floats for the static Mount Gambier Santa Boulevard were traveling in convoy to the Blue Lake Sports Park at 5.30am this morning.
It almost looked like a parade. No bands, though.
There seem to have been less sales at Christian retailer Koorong this year.
So I know what I want.
As for the second question,… I know what I want.
Prettier Than Solomon by Jon Guerra.
Quirky title.
But it makes sense when you recall who said it, what he meant, and the effect the truth is meant to bring.
But I lost my way
On a foggy day
And I would’ve called quits
But then I heard it
You said the lilies are prettier than Solomon
I don’t gotta worry about tomorrow
And the little birds they don’t ever ever work
I don’t gotta worry about tomorrow
Even in napalm or a nuclear bomb
I don’t worry about tomorrow
And if the lilies are prettier than Solomon
I don’t gotta worry about it
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