I feel the need to interject that I never once suspected I'd find the answer to the question: Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, amongst the Bitches.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
(I too was objecting not to Virginia Woolf per se, but to the effects of a whole course. She's not exactly cheery.)
Happy Birthday, Empress! Long may you reign.
Also nothing against Woolf generally. But anyone with a history of depression is advised not to receive a concentrated shot of her writing during the fall or winter.
Much like I'd love to visit Norway some day. But definitely not between October and February.
A quick visitation to say -
Happy Birthday, Aimée!
- okay, outta here. Hugs.
Said elsewhere - but HAPPY B-DAY, oh Empress.
Happiest of Birthdays to Aimée!!!!
Sean, much health to S and calm to you. Please update us when you can.