Windsparrow, you want to send me her address and/or phone number? I'm on Cleveland's west side. I could at least see what I could see.

{{{Anne}}} I'm sorry. I've been wracking my brain trying to think of gender bending things I want to see in a fic but my brain refuses to wrack.

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We go back to Seattle tomorrow afternoon. It's been a good visit for the most part, though Mom and I did manage to bicker a bit toward the very end. Over Japanese war crimes committed in WWII (I'm not denying they happened, nor that they were horrible; it just doesn't alter my broadly positive opinion of present-day Japan--if I hated every country that had ever committed a war crime, I don't think I'd have any countries left to like.) and whether Thomas Jefferson was too much of a Francophile. We're a very strange family.

Mom and Dad deliberately chose not to call and ask about his test results--they'll find out next week when he goes in for another round of chemo. I think they figured that if there's bad news, they want to deal with it on their own, and have all their West Coast kids back on our own turf before we have to deal with it. So I still don't know anything.

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{{Anne}} That's a bummer. I find the brains of companies that hire good temps and then dump then totally incomprehensible.

{{WindSparrow}} How much longer is you mother in the house? Could you write her a letter and let her know that someone will be coming by to pick up some stuff? I'm sad to think you'll have to do without your treasures. The same thing happened with my daughter and it always burned my gut that her aunt and uncle were so cheap, not only did they not send her stuff to her, but they sold it all in a garage sale.

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Forever is too hard. And (true or not) can feel too mean. Her siblings can find you and that can be good enough.

I have a dear friend with a similar mother. In my friend's mind, her mom is sitting on a couch in the corner. Whenever it's too painful or she misses her mom or something sparks a memory she'll say "she's on the couch. she's over there on the couch." Her mother may never rejoin the party of my friend's life and that is her choice. Sometimes my friend will glance over and wish her Mother well and that has to be enough for now.

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I'm sorry, Windsparrow.

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[Holds WindSparrow]

(Two weeks from today (or tomorrow) we'll be both here and I can do that anytime you want.)

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A little late, but throwing my hat into the tiara ring, I think this is my favorite, [link] but I also like all of these:

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I'm sorry, Windsparrow.

THanks, erika, and everyone else. {{{{{{Bitches}}}}}}}

[Holds WindSparrow]

(Two weeks from today (or tomorrow) we'll be both here and I can do that anytime you want.)

And? We can hold hands in the car, on the way....

ETA: Oooh, shiny tiaras

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drive by last post until Monday: gloomcookie, I've been to all the Hawaiian islands except Molokai and Ni'ihau and would be glad to give personal suggestions, although my best suggestion is to buy one of these travel books immediately and take their advice. They're the best books on Hawaii. [link] Hmm, though I guess if you don't know which island you want to go to, it makes it hard to decide. I have to run, but you can email me or I'll be back Monday.

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And? We can hold hands in the car, on the way....

Loving the schmoop.

I'm having a little tiara orgy over here, since it's so much more fun than...well, what I'm supposed to be doing. And it beats not!seeing Batman, which I really wish I was doing right now.

Love, love, love this vintage tiara.

And another very pretty vintage tiara.

I think I'm channeling my grandmother.

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