Over on the always delightful Confessions of a Pioneer Woman blog, there is this lovely bit of stuff.They'd all been friends since Truman and during our countless dinners at the Ideal Café, they neither gossiped nor bickered nor griped. Instead, they filled our dinner table discussion by recounting, in great detail, their activities of the previous week---apparently in an effort to bring some sense of importance and permanence to the everyday.
I sure hope Pioneer Woman writes a whole novel one day. That's good stuff.
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