I’ve had a great many suppers while watching my favorite Carolinian.
I’m mighty proud to say that I still do.
He is, by far, one sure fire way to put a smile on my face.
I hope you enjoy.
Andy and Cleopatra?
Teela Hart
Surviving Domestic Violence
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April 7, 2014 at 20:43
I’m a big fan of AG!
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April 7, 2014 at 20:47
Very cool.
How could anyone not be? 😀
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April 7, 2014 at 20:59
Well – you can start with my kids and they would say, Andy who?
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April 7, 2014 at 21:02
Laughing…..my kids have all been exposed to what I call culture, Southern style. 🙂
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April 7, 2014 at 21:13
Exposed? Or jammed?
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April 7, 2014 at 21:14
Another of life’s mysteries 😀
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April 7, 2014 at 21:16
That with a heaping tablespoon of marmalade will take you a long ways.
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April 7, 2014 at 21:21
Still laughing……
Now David, we’ve already had this discussion 🙄
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April 7, 2014 at 21:24
Now Teela, it’s coming.You know it is.
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April 7, 2014 at 21:27
Hysterical now……
Coke-a-cola, flying through one’s nose does not bode well with the sinus cavity….
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April 7, 2014 at 21:36
Ha! Let’s stop there with that visual. I can’t top that!
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April 7, 2014 at 21:38
😎
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April 7, 2014 at 20:37
Thank you. I love it. 🙂
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April 7, 2014 at 19:27
I frequently call the last meal of the day supper, too, and people around where I live have often asked why, as apparently most urbanites here call it dinner! My mom raised me, and she grew up in the country on a farm, and I guess it’s something I learned from her lol
I liked the Julius Caesar compliment to Cleopatra that Griffith shared in jest! –
“As sure as a vine
‘twines ’round the stump,
you are my darling
sugar-lump”
It reminded me of a sonnet I really like, written by my favorite deceased female poet! Thanks for sharing this video Teela!
“Sonnet 29 – I think of thee!—my thoughts do twine and bud”
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I think of thee!—my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there ‘s nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee
Drop heavily down,—burst, shattered, everywhere!
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee—I am too near thee.
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April 7, 2014 at 19:58
Thank you Ryan. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
And thank you for sharing Browning’s Sonnet. It is beautiful.
It goes well with “sugar lump”.
Dinner around here only happens on Sunday. LOL
Lunch is simply ” a bite to eat” 😀
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April 7, 2014 at 19:02
It was a great show, I guess since it lives on in film, it is still is.
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