Because I'm Still Not Coming Up with Original Content.. .

Link swiped from blessed_harlot:

Sarah Palin is Star Wars, Hilary Clinton is Star Trek.

I loved it -- even though the top graphic of Palin as Princess Leia makes me want to wash my eyes out.

Ambushed. . . . Again

It's taken more than a year for me to be able to drive into my old neighborhood -- our old neighborhood (all three of us) -- without having it hurt.

This evening, running ahead of schedule to pick up Wolfling from her dad, I drove north to pick up a treat and was broadsided by memories:

- The diner where I had my first and last meal with _storyteller_, and where Lohain and I had brunch before our wonderful day on the penninsula, and dozens of other meals with both of them

- The doughnut shop where "The Commodore" took his pirate captain lover for a snack during a particularly notable night of passion

- The hardware store where we bought chain

- The stretch of road I was driving along when Lohain said yes, he wanted to live with me, make a home with me, but he felt no urgency. We have time, he said, his growly voice relaxed with peaceful happiness.

I don't drive through this neighborhood often enough to have become accustomed to being here without him -- without them, dammit.

Being here plunges me right back into the pain.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to queenofhalves:
scholar
priestess
healer
and
darn good friend