I have been reading the Amelia Peabody series, written by Elizabeth Peters. This has had a deleterious affect on my speech patterns. Amelia Peabody likes to talk a lot, and since her lectures and soliloquies are a result of her perspicacious cogitation, she uses a lot of high-sounding words. I'm about halfway through the series, and I'm sure my children and husband will be relieved when I have finished them.
But wait! Elizabeth Peters is really Barbara Mertz, who also writes under the pseudonym Barbara Michaels. I have plenty of material to go. If you are ever interested in Egyptology, check out B. Mertz's Temples, Tombs, & Hieroglyphs. Should I ever pen a historical book, mine will probably sound like hers. My papers this semester certainly reflected her influence. Only one teacher got annoyed (I still managed an A in his class though).
Which brings me to a fun piece of information: we both landed 4.0's this semester. I wasn't really worried, but if I don't worry I feel as if I should have, so it's just easier for me to act as if I should be worried. Aren't you glad you don't live in my brain?
Of course I can't stop studying just because it's summertime. I might get rusty. I have plans to actually finish Temples, Tombs, & Hieroglyphs, Our Lincoln (edited) by Eric Foner, and Hell's Guest by Col. Glenn Frazier. I'm as bad as my dad. I can keep reading books for years without finishing them.
I also plan to maintain my newly acquired Spanish skills. Maybe someday I can keep up with people who actually speak the language. I'll practice with my flute, in the hope that someday I'll have the time to play with a group again. I'll express my creative side and color with the Orclette and Miniorc.
And I'll be dreaming of parasols. It's a Peabody thing.
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