Practicing Diction

RC, the southern belle who works in my office is going to read a sonnet by Shakespeare for her goddaughter's wedding in New York next month. She lamented, "No one will uhndastand a whord I say," and then read the sonnet with hard "r's" like a Northerner.

While we were walking outside today, I heard her mumbling something. When I asked about it, she said, "Whan that Aprille..." and went on with the Prologue to The Canterbury Tales. Now, we all know that Lyssie is an expert at Middle English (I forgot which post that was...), but I was surprised that RC turned to Chaucer to practice her diction. She told me that she had to memorize the Prologue in school. I told her I did too.

Of course she printed out the whole thing for us to practice together.

Renovation. Inspiration. Donation.

Look how tall the ceilings are...

Making upstairs a little more spacious. He needs a lot of head room to move around.

Here are some more photos from my superstar friend's house in Nashville. It's pretty dang awesome. I don't know if I've mentioned this guy's creativity and handwriting before... but it is truly inspirational. I'll post his updates as he goes. Also, here's my folks' blog about their work with Habitat of Hancock County MS (not New Orleans like I had thought...): http://patersonhabitat.blogspot.com/

Check it out. Give them shout outs. Do your own service. Good night. Sleep tight. Watch the bedbugs and all of that.