no foolin'

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April Fool's Day has been cancelled this year. All inhabitants of the hive may relax, sleep soundly and well, and wake up in absolutely no fear nor dread tomorrow morning.





Really, you can. I mean it.
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UPDATE 4/1: Okay, wise guys, green orange juice? I really don't need to know WHO did it, but I am a little concerned about HOW it was done. Eeew.

hmm.

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“We want comfort for being losers rather than forgiveness for being sinners because forgiveness brings in its train the demand for change.”

~Doug Wilson

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this week's milestone

Hear ye, hear ye:
Beatrice is, as of this very day, legal behind the wheel of a moving motor vehicle.

(Which is where she is right this minute. In the rain. In rush hour.)

::deep breath::

(Yes, that makes two drivers the Beehive has released out into the wilds in less than a year. Yes, we're glad that's over.)

Anyway... Congratulations, Beatrice! You made it through Great Scot's Gruesome School of Driving, and I am happy to have such a charming and amiable chauffeur at my beck and call. Oh, come now, surely you knew that's what getting your license was all about?

dinner conversation

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Beatrice (who is always concerned with accuracy in princess stories):

In the old fairy tale version of Snow White, it's not the prince's kiss that saves her. She appears dead because she has a bit of apple lodged in her throat, and so the prince puts her in that glass coffin and carts her back to his castle (which I always found vaguely disturbing). The road is bumpy along the way, causing the apple to dislodge, and that is what saves her. Just this once, I actually prefer the Disney version.

Spuddy (who is always concerned with food):

Huh. That means the prince who kissed her got the apple.

Ewwwww.


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