So, Tuesday is my birthday. By now, you all know I’m a tad eccentric. What would be my ultimate b-day gift? Well, if you happen to have an extra $85,000.00 lying around you don’t know what to do with, you could always buy me THIS. I am gaga for trolleys. Why? I love old stuff. I really, really love old stuff. Trolleys are great for tricking out in the Steampunk style as they already have great wood panels and brass accessories. This particular trolley comes with a potty. Very important for those of us who suffer from IBS.
Even though it’s called the party trolley, you know what I would do with it. That’s right, it becomes the tea trolley. yeah, baby! There I would go, puttering down the road, ding! ding!, stopping to have tea with people.
Heck, it would just even be a blast to drive the thing!
DING! DING!
Looking for unique ideas for your next tea party? Check out THIS. I have been following Natasha’s creative journey for about a year now. I have always been entertained and amazed at her creativity and, she is genuinely kind and a joy to talk to and has a cutie pie little boy to boot! Why not go, ‘down under’ (she lives in Australia) for some inspiration and a respite from the day?
Hello dear readers. Last week, I received my newsletter from Elizabeth Knight. Elizabeth, for those who don’t know, is an author and speaker specializing in tea. She has a new book out: Celtic Teas with Friends.
If interested, please do visit her site to purchase your own signed copy of her new book.
I purchased a Broyhill chair at a garage sale yesterday. It needs some TLC, but when I’m done, it will go nicely in my office. So for today at least, have a nice cuppa and a cookie and we’ll resume Chesterton next Monday.
Happy Sipping!
I am sad to tell you, Tasha Tudor has passed away. If you do not know who she is, please take a moment to visit her website, or her memorial website. Among other things, she recently auctioned off a large collection of antique dresses she used to let her friends try on, to their great delight, and I’m sure hers. Tasha was a gifted illustrator, grew her own food, had a small farm, hand dipped her own beez wax candles and always had afternoon tea at 4:00p.m. every day.
Even the Dark Lord turns to tea for a refreshing pick-me-up during those long ours of battling for universal dominance.
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Reading Chesterton has been surprisingly difficult. I’m not merely talking about the differences in past writing styles to today’s writing styles or the references to people and things of Chesterton’s time that I keep having to research like a term paper. I rather enjoy reading Chesterton in the ‘original Klingon’ as my husband would say about such writings, and I also have enjoyed looking up the things and people he mentions. I can almost feel my brain cells expanding. No, none of that is really what is weighing heavily upon my heart.
What troubles me the most, is that, we are not learning from our mistakes. We are repeating history, to our detriment. It is not surprising so much as it is disheartening. Christians know who the god of this earth is. His reign is limited as is the time he has left. Those who do not know this, continue living as if their lives have no eternity, no consequence. They believe they are, ‘lining large’ in their sin and that those who follow Christ are small. Small minded, small hearted, tiny in their understanding of worldly things. Oh, they could not be further from the truth.
Insights to chapter three.
1. Enjoy the small things. They really are what make life worth living. Assignment? Romanticize something that you would normally view as mundane. Read chapter three and figure it out for yourself.
2. I cannot say it better than he, so here is a quote from Chesterton from chapter three,‘The evil of militarism is not that it shows certain men to be fierce and haughty and excessively warlike. The evil of militarism is that it shows most men to be tame and timid and excessively peaceable. The professional soldier gains more and more power as the general courage of a community declines. Thus the Pretorian guard became more and more important in Rome as Rome became more and more luxurious and feeble. The military man gains the civil power in proportion as the civilian loses the military virtues. And as it was in ancient Rome so it is in contemporary Europe. There never was a time when nations were more militarist. There never was a time when men were less brave. All ages and all epics have sung of arms and the man; but we have effected simultaneously the deterioration of the man and the fantastic perfection of the arms. Militarism demonstrated the decadence of Rome, and it demonstrates the decadence of Prussia.’
The word, America, could very easily replace some of the other references to countries.
3. How large, or small, is your world?