I Don't Eat Hummus . . . It's Communist

My mother rocks. She is hysterical mainly because she is known for her southern bell accent, her precious hospitality and her remarkable gift of being able to get some of the most common phrases and quotes completely wrong. She takes it all with a grain of salt and an enchanting smile as we laugh until we cry reminiscing over her every incorrect statement. God love her.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Seriously, one of my favorite lines in a song:

"You could make a hurricane write a sonnet." - Tab Benoit

What does it mean to you?
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