A smile of satisfaction spread across her face. She had it, she finally had the recipe. Glancing around surreptitiously she quickly saved the document to a file, e-mailed it to herself then deleted any record of it. The Macaroni and Cheese Dinner formula was hers, and she would expose the toxic ingredients to the world!
Two curly heads leaned close together across a table. It was the only way to converse over the surrounding din. The laughter belied their very serious purpose. The largest, most elaborate, fluffiest, fruitiest alcoholic concoctions on the menu would make their way to this table tonight. The hunt for the perfect bitch pop was on!
For Lime and Doug
"...so it isn't Arminianism versus Calvinism, but rather dispensationalism versus covenantalism, and I definitely have a problem with Federalism." she said. "Also, to backtrack, I cannot even seriously consider the supralapsarian view. Infralapsarianism is far more consistent."
"You lost me at 'What hermeneutical principles are you using to justify your eschatology' " he said blankly. For Blither
I step away from the edge of the waterfall avoiding slippery spots then climb up. I look east, the mountains aren't out today. Realizing the time I check for traffic and take Occidental to the coffee shop. It is a glorious day, warm with bright grey skies, a perfect Seattle day to meet a friend.
Quickly she tossed soap, toothbrush and towel in the canvas tote. The invitation to her friend's houseboat was last minute but welcome. She set her bag and sandals on the porch and locked the door. As it latched she remembered her keys were inside. Turning she saw there was only one shoe by her tote.
Leaning forward, he said,
His lovely young companion asked
He laughed and patted her knee
She scooted closer,