| I am in Paris!!
Please don't mange le carte orange!!!
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| Lucky Patchy Lefty Winky Foofoo Jack Sparrow the Pirate Bunny.
That is the name of the tiny bunny rabbit whose face was half removed by my friend Jessica's lawnmower blade. Stacy rescued the bunny and we made it a nest complete with pieces of lettuce and carrot peel. It was the most horrible thing ever. We set his box on the porch in the sun and went for a walk, and when we came back Stacy picked him up and he sort of... leaned over. She stayed in the backyard and watched him die, crying. (She cried, not the bunny.) :(
While I'm being cheery, here's my new pet peeve: people using the word "literally" when they actually mean the exact opposite of literally. This Dee Henderson book I was reading said, "No wonder she was so tired. She literally poured her heart out to people." Um... really? Because I'm pretty sure you mean metaphorically, and yet you went out of your way to say literally. What is that about?? "And his head literally exploded with anger." I think people have decided literally means the same thing as really and they now just use it for emphasis. It's probably because the words "real" and "literal" can have similar meanings. It is this same reasoning that causes my baby sister to say, "It matters," instead of "It depends." Or "He's the only usual boy in my class" instead of, "He's the only normal boy in my class." In some contexts those words are similar, but....
This facebook group made me think of our Easter weekend:
Yes, I'm a voice major. No, I can't sing something for you NOW.
In depressing times: 2 Corinthians 1:3-4 "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God."
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