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Word: sipped (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 2000-2009
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...here I sit on my sunny terrace. There's a soda-water fountain and the buzzing of the bees in the cigarette trees, just like in the song. I sit in my pajamas and work the Times crossword and sip peppermint tea and, it being almost Labor Day, I sit and think about work. And then I write a limerick. Of all the useless things a person can do, limerick writing is right up there with golf and fishing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Praise Of Laziness | 9/10/2001 | See Source »

...Imagine friends who shopped the exotic bazaars of the world invited you to tour their home. You peruse heritage inspired jewelry, clothing, handbags, furnishings, dining ware, cosmetics, and perfumes. Your hostess offers you a massage or make-up lesson. Or you sip herbal tea or coffee and cake in the Kafe. These lifestyle boutiques showcased in a Harlem brownstone tempt a plucky shopper to spend all afternoon...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: My Shopping Bag: A Harlem Stroll | 8/2/2001 | See Source »

...something struck home. “I discovered the intellectual chemistry that happens in a classroom. It was like I got a sip of water and didn’t even know I was thirsty...

Author: By Jonelle M. Lonergan, | Title: POSTCARD FROM OXFORD: The Road to Northampton | 7/13/2001 | See Source »

...Caroline enjoys a bite of pretzel and Luci has a sip of beer. Then Caroline, who is three and a half and therefore hears everything, says, "Let's go, Mommy." We are all so happy tonight that no reasonable request goes unanswered for even a minute. "Okay," says Luci, and Caroline slides off her seat. "Daddy, save my place...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Caroline's First Game | 7/3/2001 | See Source »

...pretty much loaded the entire time I lived there, and I realized later that my dad thought that me loaded was me sober. He didn't know me any different. Eventually I ended up in treatment, and was sober for almost a year. Then I took one sip of beer and my life fell apart instantly. Within 24 hours of that first drink I was in tears because I had to wait three more hours to have another drink. Any question I had about being an alcoholic went out the window. And I knew a better way of life...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Wasted Days of Youth | 6/11/2001 | See Source »

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