A PROVERB FOR THE 21ST CENTURY
You know you're married when someone tells you that your breath smells like the mold that grows in her belly button, and not only do you have some idea what she's talking about, but you have the experience and knowledge to retort that no, her belly button doesn't smell anything like half as bad as your breath does.
Consider that today's food for thought. Or better yet, try not to.
Good luck.
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In J.R.R. Tolkien's Elvish dialect of Quenya, Arandir means Noble Wanderer. Selected in my youth as I searched for deeper religious truth, this nom de plume remains apt--for I am still a pilgrim and sojourner in this world, truly a ''stranger in a strange land.'' It remains my purpose to record here whatever seems noteworthy of my musings and experience as I travel the way of life.
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