Greg texted me from work today to ask if I wanted to go to Venice this weekend. As in, the day after tomorrow. I got the text while I was trying, along with a police sergeant, to corral a large angry cat who had mauled an intruder. I'm not quite sure how that got to be our job - I expect we didn't step back fast enough when someone asked for volunteers.
I read it in a quiet moment in between cat-catching and treating the claw marks on the man's face. He lucky he didn't lose an eye. That cat had some strong feelings about him. Anyway, I was a little distracted so I just stared at it for a moment, typed back 'yes' and got on with my day.
It actually wasn't until I got home (to find dinner waiting, because my lovely husband got home first) and got leapt upon by a much smaller friendlier cat and a larger friendlier Sherlock (and my husband, who licked my face in case I was missing the dogs at all) that I fully grasped the concepts of 'Venice' and 'two days from now'.
Me: What do you mean Venice this weekend?
Sherlock: We're going to Venice??????
L: *gives me a hopeless look that indicates that Sherlock is not coming and that he hasn't told him this yet* One of my cousins is getting married. We're invited. Might be a nice holiday?
Sherlock: We're going to Venice???????????
Me: All right, but...what do you mean Venice this weekend?????
In my defence, I'd just got off a 12 hour shift and worked pretty much all twelve hours of it. Turns out what he meant by Venice this weekend was that we're going to Venice this weekend. Who would've thought, eh?
Sherlock is, much to his horror and everlasting crankiness, not coming along, for various reasons, including my firm belief that he would manage to hurl himself or us into at least five canals.
I read it in a quiet moment in between cat-catching and treating the claw marks on the man's face. He lucky he didn't lose an eye. That cat had some strong feelings about him. Anyway, I was a little distracted so I just stared at it for a moment, typed back 'yes' and got on with my day.
It actually wasn't until I got home (to find dinner waiting, because my lovely husband got home first) and got leapt upon by a much smaller friendlier cat and a larger friendlier Sherlock (and my husband, who licked my face in case I was missing the dogs at all) that I fully grasped the concepts of 'Venice' and 'two days from now'.
Me: What do you mean Venice this weekend?
Sherlock: We're going to Venice??????
L: *gives me a hopeless look that indicates that Sherlock is not coming and that he hasn't told him this yet* One of my cousins is getting married. We're invited. Might be a nice holiday?
Sherlock: We're going to Venice???????????
Me: All right, but...what do you mean Venice this weekend?????
In my defence, I'd just got off a 12 hour shift and worked pretty much all twelve hours of it. Turns out what he meant by Venice this weekend was that we're going to Venice this weekend. Who would've thought, eh?
Sherlock is, much to his horror and everlasting crankiness, not coming along, for various reasons, including my firm belief that he would manage to hurl himself or us into at least five canals.
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I fear he would commandeer a gondola and...I don't know...claim one of the islands as his own and set up his Pirate Command from it.
Anyway, yes. Venice. This weekend. For a quiet romantic day or so followed by some raucous Italian partying?
Sounds lovely. I can't wait.
I warn you that as the drink flows my translating skills may flow less well...
Ever been before? Rustled some swans there or anything I should know about?
Water buffalo, actually.
Ha! I do hope there isn't a price on your head....
No, no. We got away clean that time.
now I'm imagining you commandeering a gondola...
You wouldn't believe how hard it was to get the water buffalo in it.
anyway, I take it you have been before...water buffalo notwithstanding.
And do you think Sherlock will ever talk to us again?
I haven't really, sorry. No Venice, no water buffalo, it was all a pack of lies. Looks nice in pictures though.
I'm just hoping he doesn't someone get himself there and meet us at the wedding.
It is nice. Someone is already desperately trying to find out where I've booked us to stay. And someone is refusing to go to bed as some sort of protest. Hopefully someone will be too tired to attempt to follow us across Europe.
How lovely for you two!
(I fear nothing will make Sherlock believe he wouldn't enjoy himself on the trip. But Venice is not in immediate danger of sinking, there's still time for him to see it for himself on a later occasion.)
(And I've just realized I've been humming Billy Joel's Vienna for the last five minutes or so.)
Venice has far more chance of still being there for years to come if Sherlock doesn't visit, really.
what an awesome surprise text to receive John :-)
Sherlock near all that much water would no doubt be a very wet experience and wedding attire doesn't do well for water I've found ;-)
I remember being a youngish child and complaining to my parents desperately that it was NOT FAIR that we couldn't go to Disneyworld because my sister was too young for it.
It's tough when people you know go off and have fun without you.
On a brighter note, do you guys know of the Trump out there? I offer this: http://nerdist.com/the-donald-trump-caterpillar-sports-a-similar-hairdo/
Yes!..I need to work out what to wear...it's going to be hot!!
And how to answer any/all questions regarding our own marriage... (Nicoletta, my cousin getting married said 'tell them to go ..... themselves if they give you any problems'.) (censored for our younger readers.) Not sure the English side of me will allow a scene to be caused though!
I'm all for being English until being English means putting up with people not being nice! telling people to ....themselves is something we English should do better at times I think ;-)
If it's hot surely you can wear very little and give John an even better surprise trip ;-)
Whatever questions you're asked, answer the question(s) they should have asked, i.e.: "Yes, we're very happy, thank you." (It's the tactic I've used to answer questions about when I'm getting married for the last 30+ years--I pick a different answer for each event. It doesn't help with your blood pressure, but should avoid a scene, if that's a priority, which it generally is for me. ;))
it's just hard to remember that not everywhere is as tolerant as here, even if on the surface you think they might be. There's bound to be people interested in the fact we're not only essentially married, but also raising kids - you can't adopt or anything there if you're a same-sex couple, or get married.
I'd say at least you're braced for it, but I'm thinking that doesn't help much. So you can confront, or (to the extent you can) ignore/slide away. Not much of a solution, I know. I do hope you have a lovely time in Venice anyway--it's a place I'd really love to visit some day.
I', sure the younger people there will be perfectly tolerant - it's the old folk who have no manners ;)
Going to nip out at lunchtime and buy myself some more t-shirts.... John said he could see me tanning at the mere thought of the sunshine there...
And don't forget more flip flops!
Got my faithful old flip flops packed already! Although I might wear them on the plane... Got to check our bags later anyway for stowaway Sherlock...
How exciting! I've always wanted to go to Venice, it looks beautiful. I hope you and John have a wonderful time, despite having to deal with some negative attitudes.
I hope Sherlock isn't too cranky. It can be hard being young!
My little sister once followed David McCallum round Venice, history does not relate as to whether gondolas were involved.
It sounds wonderful, I hope you both have an ace time and that Sherlock has a good time at home!
What a lovely way to spend your weekend - Italian delights, romantic gondola rides & a wedding to top it all off. Hope you have a fab break. :)
So who will have the delight of Sherlock's company for the weekend - is he going with his mum, or brother or staying with Mrs H? Maybe a weekend of cooking would be great fun & lovely treats to come home to. :)
to be honest...it might be romantic vaporetto rides ;) gondolas are a total rip off.
Mrs H has stepped up to the plate for Sherlock-wrangling. Although I think Mycroft might try to visit too, because he's a good big brother like that.
Oh, how wonderful, I'm very jealous. I hope you guys have a wonderful time, that the wedding goes well, and that you don't teal *too* much champagne!
Sherlock, have a lovely fun weekend with Mrs H and with Mycroft if he's able to visit you :-)
That will be nice for Sherlock if Mycroft can manage it, to have some one-on-one time with his brother. And fun with Mrs H, too, which I imagine could quite possibly include some baking.
Enjoy your weekends, all!
...I think we're packed. Ready for an early start to get to the airport! handbaggage only... (my husband is excellent at packing, as you'd expect, I guess.)
Buon viaggio! If my Italian is wrong, you know what I mean!
It's lovely that despite the distance you're still wedding-invitation close to your cousins. Your grandparents would be happy that their efforts to keep you & your sister 'in the family' succeeded so well!
Enjoy!
-fA
We are in beautiful, hot, Italy. It is lovely asalways. Heading through gorgeous countryside on the train now.
As I sit watching the rain I'm really trying not to be jealous but I'm failing big time ;-)
Have a great trip together you both deserve some quiet couple time :-)
Ha, Pandabob! I was just thinking that since it's wrong to be jealous I'll wish them a fun trip instead. ;)
wow, what a great trip! too bad for Sherlock, but maybe you can go again soon, later this summer perhaps? Baking with Mycroft and Mrs H sounds like a fun weekend too, actually.
ReRe has an excellent suggestion for handling rude questions, one which I have used myself: pretend they said something polite and respond to that. If they get too nosey, "why do you ask?" can remind someone they don't actually need to know those details.
S (who is back to work on The Dress as soon as I get done breakfast!)
fA - I hadn't thought of it like that. They would be very pleased, yes.
I did check with the girl whose flat we're renting that she didn't mind it being two blokes - that could have been awkward!
How are you enjoying your time without John and Greg Sherlock? Have you eaten ALL the baking?
I hope the wedding trip is going well guys :-)
It's lovely. And I might have a surprise for John tomorrow... Advantage of speaking the lingo when your husband doesn't is you can plan surprises right in front of him ;)
You're just a big softie romantic & it's so lovely to see. :) I'm sure John will adore it whatever it is. :)
Have you been on any gondolas or vaporettos or were you too nervous of the possibility of water buffalo incidents. ;)
Was Mycroft able to come over & see you at all, Sherlock, or have you been busy with Mrs H?
Have a wonderful time everyone. :)
My word of the day from Oxford Language Dictionaries Online was omaccione which they defined as Italian for "a great hulk of a man." (The illustration implied manliness in a positive way). It seemed oddly appropriate. Maybe useful John?
Glad you're having a good visit; hope the surprise goes as well as yours usually do, L. You're both good at these loving gestures.
- fA
I can't say that, on the face of it, it seems that romantic. But I hope he'll enjoy!
So, the woman who owns the flat we're renting is a doctor too, and she told me the oldest existing dissection theatre and other bits of the university of Padua were open this weekend - never normally are. So we jumped on the train and went there and it was pretty amazing. Saw Gallileo's teaching room and things.
That's going to kill Sherlock but it's awfully cool, that's where modern medicine started!
I know - I wish both the boys could have seen it!I do feel a bit bad about that. They probably would have loved it all.
Hope you guys have enjoyed your weekend. You're not missing much, weatherwise up here! :)
Happy father's day to those celebrating it today. I am abed with a seriously upset stomach, but I shall take a break from the bathroom to pass on a gift to my father.
John, Lestrade, don't panic if Mrs Hudson calls to report Sherlock missing. He has decided to take the tube on his own and visit me. Anthea is attempting to contact Mrs Hudson to let her know all is well. I will return him later. He is sorry for any worry he has caused. Or he will be, eventually.
(Why am I not really surprised to hear this?)
oh my, he does have that independent streak, about a mile wide, eh? hope all goes well on his adventure!
S
Unusual medical history, fantastic! Just one more thing to put on the list to try to do with the boys some time or another.
Sherlock exerting his independence worryingly, not so fantastic. But as RR observed, neither terribly surprising. I hope he is at least able to understand how sincerely he needs to apologize to poor Mrs. Hudson.
Onwards.
-fA
'asserting' not 'exerting' *sigh*
-fA
He is lucky to have such an understanding big brother. But I know it's hard for them today, on father's day. We probably should have sorted something out before we left. But yeah, he's apologised... To most concerned. Well done Mycroft. And Sherlock...you know what you need to do next time.
Beautiful day. Beautiful wedding. All round great. And the party continues...
Brilliant. Glad everything went so well, hope you had a fab time & your Italian didn't descend too far so that John was unable to understand. ;)
Have a great day everyone. :)
Unless you extended your weekend, today must be either a travel day or first day home. Hope you get to enjoy that coming home feeling briefly before the business of life closes over everyone's heads!
Onwards, all.
-fA
Just landed actually! Our plane is trying to find a parking space at Heathrow.
You may have to keep taxiing round and round until another plane leaves ;)
One had broken down, blocking our spot! We had to park down the end and get a bus to the terminal. The passport control took forever and the automatic machine didn't like either of us.., so we had to go and see an actual human. Nearly home now though!
When we last came through my friend was too short for the machine and so was referred to a human.
Adventures all the way through. :)
Rest in peace, James Horner. You will be missed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgHYGw9OL7c
I cry every time.
First day back. Still not home...
Paper mountain to deal with?
if you will go having fun weekends away Greg what do you expect ;-)
I hope you're home now and relaxing with your doc
Yeah, back now. Was waiting to hear on a few things to plan my team earlier.
I'm glad you're home hopefully with everything planned :-)
Some weeks are enough to make you want to throw in the towel and move to the Arctic or something.
3 teenage kids stabbed this week in London alone. Kids younger than Mycroft. Absolute madness.
Sad. And also scary.
Hope there's something good happening to balance the depressing stuff, Greg. I wonder sometimes, how much violence and cruelty we can condition/train/medicate/regulate out of human society & how much is just part of who we humans are. And I am especially baffled when I see huge contradictions within a single person.
Not like I'm the first, nor will I be the last. Ah well. I just hate it when the young don't get a chance.
Onwards, all. Tomorrow is Friday & I get to turn to a whole new set of projects! (Which is good.)
fA
The good is Sherlock's sports day next week. He's demanded to go to the park this weekend to train. He doesn't do losing well!
A weekend spent training sounds lovely, we had sports day on Wednesday and the kids seemed evenly split between those that didn't want to be there and therefore were never going to run even if they were on fire and those that really wanted to win and ran for all they were worth. The arguments the teams were having got rather heated!!
I hope work behaves today and is a bit less depressing Greg :-)
Training is a good way to improve his odds--and should be fun, too, :)
I hesitate to ask if you will be drafted into the training as well.
I saw my new surgeon today and have tentatively scheduled my next (and last for a while) surgery for September 22.
Best of luck, Becca.
....aaaaaaand the US Supreme Court has (FINALLY) ruled that the US Constitution guarantees a nationwide right to same-sex marriage. Good! *tosses confetti*
(It also ruled that Obamacare, the only reason I have health insurance to pay for said surgery, is legal)
A good Court term for sense and reason. Unusual!
Good luck indeed, Becca! I hope the surgery makes it a bit easier to get on with life with less time & energy devoted to medical necessity!
Sports day was always entertaining in our household. Mine were mildly and insanely competitive by nature, respectively. Learning experiences were had. ;-) Hope Sherlock has fun!
-fA
U.S cities with Pride festivals this weekend should be amazing places to be.
-fA
Fantastic news. We all owe so much to those who fought so hard for equal rights over far too many years.
Hope it goes well for you, Becca.
You're right, fA. Pride this weekend in my hometown. Amazing.
It's Pride here tomorrow. And I'm working. And it's Super Heroes as the theme. We could've had loads of fun. I think John might take Sherlock to watch the parade.
thrilled to bits all day about the SCOTUS decision. I remember knowing this was coming up this summer, since back in January, but I had lost track of it in the muddle of everything else i have been doing. yay!
S
Right. The Park. Training. And Sherlock wants to go somewhere where we can build a den, or a treehouse, sometime. The park isn't good enough for that.
(I feel the training may be slightly dented by the inevitable ice cream).
I don't suppose building treehouses is allowed in the park, anyway.
Sherlock, John, did you go to the Pride parade yesterday?
Excellent; glad training is going well, I'm sure you'll be in fine form for sports day, Sherlock, especially with essential ice cream to keep the energy levels up. :)
Are you prepared to be a tennis widower for the next two weeks, Greg. ;)
My mother certainly is :)
I am prepared...I think... I just have to buy the fruit for the Pimms to keep himself hydrated in the proper tennis-watching manner. Maybe boost his blood sugar every now and then with some strawberries.
He's going to be a Glasto widower soon - The Who headline tonight! I'll be glued to the TV.
It's on at the mo while I'm cooking. Someone needs to tell Lionel it's not pronounced 'Glastonberry' ;) great set though.
I hear it's supposed to get super hot later this week in London. Hope you all have plans for staying cool.
There are no plans...avoid the tube, I suppose...
Consume things with "ice" in their names. (What? It's a plan!)
RR, I feel Sherlock would sign on for your plan.
-fA
That's because it's a good plan... ;)
I can't remember the ins and outs but consuming cool things only helps sometimes, depending on ambient conditions and stuff. Im sure I should remember more of Mycroft's explanation... But I don't.
But eating ice pops when I'm hot always makes me happier! Good enough for a temporary fix, I say. ;)
(Especially as nothing makes me feel cooler when it's humid out except for getting out of the humidity and into air conditioning, which isn't always an option.)
This past weekend I did a Renaissance fair. Dressed in costume in 115F (46C) degree heat was an experience! I survived by having a misting bottle with a fan attached and drinking lots of water.
I think sometimes the only thing you can do is find a shady patch to lay down and twitch.
we've been on an exercise today...I think we nearly lost as many staff to heatstroke as to the staged 'terrorist attack'. I felt like I might melt in my vest, let alone having to wear full body armour.
O_O
You okay?
yeah, trust the Met to stage the biggest Op for a few years on the hottest day of the year. 1000 officers out today, London Ambulance, Fire Brigade, everyone, doing a huge joint exercise for a staged attack/hostage situation. Including my lot. Some of whom need to learn to keep their heads down!!
What you need is a good cyber exercise, Lestrade. Then you can spend time with the computer guys. They'll have cooling for sure, in the server room. Maybe you should see if you could get a tour. :)
I'd be too scared of Mycroft putting nanotechnology into my brain and then downloading everything I'd seen or something.
What makes you think he hasn't already?
Heh--good point, that!
(Hey, DW! How's it all going?)
DW - he might well have, but I've never done anything he'd find interesting so far!! Computers he would enjoy!
It's ridiculously hot here. 36.7c at LHR. And dusty, horrible the ride in with your helmet open! (no rude remarks - I mean motorcycle helmet!)
That is HOT. (Even for New York, that is very hot indeed.) I hope you don't have any horribly hot exercises on top of it today.
As if we'd ever think anything else, Greg. ;) Although DW is back so there's no telling. ;)
It is horribly hot though, I'll agree. I certainly don't envy those tennis players running around in it or your team in protective gear yesterday, Greg, must have been stifling.
Well done to the US women getting in to the footy final & tons of luck to our girls tonight. Wouldn't that be brilliant. :)
RIP Sir Nicholas Winton. What an amazing man.
We have had sports day. I wasn't allowed to take part. John ran a very respectable egg and spoon race though.
Ice cream was had afterwards.
Sounds fun all round!
How did you do, Sherlock? Did you have a good time?
Oh very good, glad there was respectability at the very least. Is that why you were barred, Greg. ;)
Hope both participants enjoyed their races whether they were victorious or not. :)
To cheer your evening here is an excellent poem about the foibles of the English language. As it says - can you pronounce them all? http://www.wimp.com/poem-pronunciation/
Sherlock won. John came second, but there were accusations of egg tampering at the winner (by Sherlock). I wasn't allowed to run becuase my achilles is still a bit under the weather. In my husband's loving words 'If you run a race with your ankle the way it is I shall declare you brain dead and let Sherlock have your organs'. That was me told then.
Smart man, your husband!
And congratulations to the first and second place winners. :)
Oh, and happy holiday weekend to my fellow Americans!
A threat not to be taken lightly! - L, not RR's happy weekend ;)
We get Mycroft home this weekend - for the whole summer!
that's fantastic news and pretty scary too! this last school year has only been a few weeks long I'm sure ;-)
Woo!
Working again this year or other plans?
He wants to work, but also go somewhere on a trip...we need to decide on something!
It's lovely to have choices. :)
Getting some amazing thunder storms now. Was meant to miss us here, but it's definitely not!
I hope it breaks the heat for you.
It hasn't been very hot the last 2 days - although it was building up this afternoon.
Harking back to John's eloquence in banning you, L. from running on sports day: THAT is a man whose ability to craft a threat on the spot is unparalleled! (I'd credit his time in the service and in his clinical training, but the absence of profanity leads me to believe he didn't actually need those training grounds.)
Happy weekend all. Hope Mycroft's welcome home is satisfying all around.
-fA
This sums up adulthood I think... We go to the park. We decide to get a drink. John gets lemon, I get blood orange, Sherlock gets mint and lemon. Sherlock tries his. Then demands to try mine. Declares it 'nicer'. Now he has blood orange and I have mint and lemon...
I suppose it's all part of the job.
I remember eating cookies (biscuits for you) and seeing a broken one and handing it to my mother because it was "no good." You won't see me making that mistake anymore!
Greater love hath no man than that he give up his San Pellegrino for his fellow Sherlock. Seriously though lemon and mint sounds horrific!
It wasn't horrible...but it wasn't as good as blood orange!! But, as the song says, you don't always get what you want...but you just might get what someone else doesn't want.
Something keeping you up?
I've had mint lemonade Snapple and it wasn't bad--mint tea Snapple was better, though. (I like mint.)
Fresh lemonade with a SMALL sprig of mint is one of my favorite summer treats! Blood Orange San Pel is awfully good, though.
Becca - talking to Mycroft, watching England beat Germany in the footy - nothing special!
Kestrel - it is so good. I can quite understand why Sherlock took it... but he should have taken my advice in the first place! He's lucky I love him, little tyke.
Got my husband back today, as Wimbledon take their day off ;)
That sounds so familiar, Greg. ;) In fact if either of my two go for a risky choice I tend to go for something I know they like too as that's how it usually ends up. Honestly - kids! ;)
Hope you're all enjoying your day off together with Mycroft back & tennis free too. Have fun. :)
Joolz - I'm always the one telling him to try new things, so I can't get too angry, can I? ;)
Had a lovely day today. It's a joy to have Mycroft back with us. And to know he can relax now the exams are over!
How bout that World Cup?
Becca - well done USA :-) I missed the first few minutes, stunned to see USA were winning two-nil when I started watching seven minutes in. Felt sorry for Japan, but they were really outplayed. Great tournament all round, I think :-)
I haven't seen it, but it's been fantastic all through the tournament.
I have just discovered that my insurance company will not pay for my anesthesia for my upcoming surgery because they don't participate with the anesthesia group. #damnyouamerica
that's madness...what do they want you to do, stay awake and try to distract yourself with a game of Candy Crush??
Ha. If only. Sadly, staying awake while under anesthesia is the cheaper option, but I shan't suck it up to that extent.
Jesus...anyone watch the Tour de France? They had a massive crash today - had to stop the race just because there were no doctors left to follow the pack. One of them came off, dislocated his shoulder, got it popped back in and kept racing!
Wow, that's completely insane!
Geez, Becca, that's awful. (Last insurance I ended up paying for an xray totally out of pocket not because the group didn't participate in my insurance--they did--but THAT radiologist didn't. I mean, really?!? But really.)
Best f luck sorting it all out, Becca. I don't envy you lot that. Although terrifyingly, it seems like we're heading a similar way!
I've never been able to figure out how it is that an extra layer of profit is supposed to reduce costs.
What a day, first the insurance thing and now my vertigo is back. Can we restart?
Boo hiss, Becca. Hope tomorrow is a better day.
-fA
Hope today is an improvement on yesterday for you, Becca, and that you can sort things out.
Remembering those who lost their lives in the London bombings 10 years ago. Remembering those they left behind, those who still suffer from their injuries - physical and mental. All those who helped out, in whatever way, by giving stranded strangers a bed for the night, or saving lives in the tunnels or on the road. All the emergency services and tube workers who ran into the danger.
I read the other day that there are thousands of people involved that day who have never come forward. They were told to run, once out of the tunnels, and they did. People who washed themselves off and went to work, or went home and have never sought any help to come to terms with what they went through.
Doesn't seem like ten years ago. Feels like yesterday.
It is strange, how so many things that are years or decades past seem like they happened just yesterday.
"People who washed themselves off and went to work, or went home and have never sought any help to come to terms with what they went through."
I think about my parents' generation like this - they went through the Great Depression and WW II, whatever that meant in their lives, and by and large just . . . got on with it. I have family members whose lives - their jobs, how they raised their kids, etc. - were shaped in very obvious ways by the psychological and physical aftermath, and yet it was barely ever referred to. It's not so much that I have a point, it's just that I think, sometimes, how that must have shaped so many families, so many lives on such a society-wide wholesale basis.
-fA
I know a couple of people who were in or next to the Towers on 9/11, and just went home and never sought any help. They just...ignore it, as best they can. But then, I guess we all do that to some extent, in New York or London or Tel Aviv, because that's the new normal.
fA--I know just what you mean about the WWII generation. I grew up in a German-Jewish neighborhood in Manhattan, so many of my classmates had a grandparent or two who had concentration camp numbers on their arms, but it wasn't something anyone ever even thought to get psychological help with, it just was life. (My mother's parents escaped, my infant mother in arms, from a detention camp in Belgium to France, and then escaped from Nazi-occupied France to the US. When my grandmother got a little paranoid as she got older, the family just figured she was entitled. And I think she was.)
Come on, criminal, just let me find you .
This is a very reasonable request. I think said criminal ought to obey ASAP. *mods soberly*
RR - It IS too bad our opinions don't carry more weight in this world, isn't it?
Hope everyone's having a good day. Or at least not a crappy one.
-fA
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