Laney, I remember when I was a kid, we never locked the door of the house or the car doors. If someone knocked on your door, you didn't peek nervously through the peephole before opening it. Actually I don't think we had peepholes. But, on the other hand, there were no household computers, and I wouldn't have met you or Cyn or Kathy or Cetawin or Scott or Tacey or Delgirl or Zephyrcreek or Crazyhen or Rwoman or Crazy Lady or Mrs. AK or Tim or Bassleg or Jeremy or Patrick or- I know I am forgetting lots of others I really like. . . Alzheimers! Could we get a TARDIS and go back in time and take computers with us? I loved the old lifestyle!
Anyway, if I bake the cake with a file in it for Cetawin, would you bring the tea? Then we could all keep vigil for Ivy while we keep Cetawin company, sort of divert the police while she files her way out?
I am not making light of Ivy's plight- I am praying she goes in peace without Tom and Cynthia having to do anything. . . . . there has just been TOO MANY DEATHS lately, and I am holding it all off with the hand of weird humor.
Anyway, if I bake the cake with a file in it for Cetawin, would you bring the tea? Then we could all keep vigil for Ivy while we keep Cetawin company, sort of divert the police while she files her way out?
I am not making light of Ivy's plight- I am praying she goes in peace without Tom and Cynthia having to do anything. . . . . there has just been TOO MANY DEATHS lately, and I am holding it all off with the hand of weird humor.
