Let the Yule Fun begin!
Strangely in my house as I was growing up who brewed the tea in the morning was never a question. It was my father. From the day they were married until he was incapacitated 35 years later my father brought my mother a cup of tea to bed every morning of their married life. And I always got mine - more milk than tea and with lots of sugar. Rather sweetly Laurent would do that for my mother whenever she visited us - I'm still waiting for mine.
December 2 - 1763: Dedication of the Touro Synagogue, in Newport, Rhode Island, the first synagogue in what will become the United States.
3 comments:
Clearly your father had read his Bible right to the back!
Sorry I make tea or coffee, feed the dogs and walk them too. Some people do not notice that, I suppose.
I would be honored to make morning tea and serve you in bed. I pride myself in knowing how to make a proper cup. You tell that man of yours if he doesn't shape up I will come to Canada and take his spot!
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