-the happy wretch-

At the supper table this evening, I called Judah a wretched fiend. This started a discussion on the meaning of the word ‘fiend’ and why it’s okay to call your family members things like: rascal, rapscallion, wretch….

And then Wesley burst into a joyful rendition of….. “I am a wretch…” to the tune of “I am a C… I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N…”

And then we all sat around and laughed. (Except for Roger and Malin who were busy with a Rubik’s cube.)

As a side note… when I buy chicken in bulk, I like to separate the pieces and flash-freeze them. This helps to preserve the fresh flavor of the chicken as well as make it easier for me to use it in the future. A mere glimpse of a Rubik’s cube causes my brain to flash-freeze.

I think it’s a self-preservation technique.


About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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2 Responses to -the happy wretch-

  1. Amy says:

    You crack me up! Isn’t that part of being a woman? A flash-freeze is triggered by the most random thing @ the oddest moments. BTW – Happy Friday! Maybe I should get back into the habit of “Free Fridays”. 😉


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