I am home, the kitties have berated us for leaving them for AN ENTIRE DAY WITH NO FOOD, BAD HUMANS. Fay is tippity-typing on her laptop next to me.
I cannot see Scola's photos. Woe.
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon.
I am home, the kitties have berated us for leaving them for AN ENTIRE DAY WITH NO FOOD, BAD HUMANS. Fay is tippity-typing on her laptop next to me.
I cannot see Scola's photos. Woe.
We are also home. Thanks to juliana and Pete and meara (I think meara was in on the hotel stuff) for heroic organizing and to Plei and Paul for heroic brunch hosting (with assists from Vortex, s.a., and others).
Lily has declared that she wants to email Matilda.
JZ, I need your address again. I think I've convinced the Boo to just draw pictures and snail mail them. As I'd be dictating her messages, as she can't, you know, write or type yet.
Sounds like it was lots of fun.
Lillian has had periodic outbursts of "I want Matilda! Are we going to Matilda's house?" since dropping you off.
You should. I would make my family come to the Bay Area too and we could have a mini toddler F2F. Um, except that my daughter no longer qualifies as a toddler, but I'm quite sure she'd enjoy mother henning the rest of them.
Packing is exciting. Unpacking is depressing.
the kitties have berated us for leaving them for AN ENTIRE DAY WITH NO FOOD, BAD HUMANS.
Puppycat has NOT shut up about this. Well, and she got lost in the kitchen once nope, twice. Not bright, this cat.
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I miss my peeps.
I'm uploading the next batch of pictures now, although I can't post a couple of pictures until I get someone's Fay's permission.
Um. Right you are then. Um.
Oh, again, dear.
We just showed Fay the Supernatural Episode with the Prophet Chuck.
The cackling and guffawing from Fay & Jilli was significant.
It was lovely to see you all. I miss you all. Oh god, I have a book launch to help with...
My hotel room feels verrrrrrrry lonely. Rob the Fish is disconsolate.
My hotel room is very quiet too. And we had them take Thelma away, because she was swimming kinda sideways, and her bowl was filled with dirty water, and that's what it was like before the death of Danny. So... me... all alone, in hotel room. Should be packing. Bah. Hate packing.
Night!