Visitations and chicken pox galore…

31 Jul

Oh the joys of having a sister who got chicken pox as a 1.5-year-old, which came back more than a decade later as shingles, which Evelyn then transmitted as chicken pox to the rest of us. Elizabeth, being the genius that she is, started getting spots on the Sunday matinee for Evelyn’s play. One by one we all started falling like tricorders stacked too high. Now Elizabeth’s spots are disappearing, just in time for Evelyn to leave for her summer visitation to her dad’s! Talk about heavenly, marvelous, wonderful day. Cue the disapproving Captain Picard look…


Did you know that fist fights and barn raisings are much funnier at three in the morning? A couple days ago, some floating apparition in a WOOL cleaning suit freaked me out of my room at one in the morning, causing me to read Many Waters(the only Madeline L’Engle book I’ve been able to finish) until maybe 1:45 with a cast-iron skillet in one hand. Then Elizabeth woke up, and I situated her with a spray bottle and cloth, which kept her happy while I tried to sleep again, failing. As did Elizabeth in her efforts to do so, so we went downstairs, sleepily puttered, and watched Seven Brides for Seven Brothers; me enjoying being able to comprehend some of the quieter things said due to the fact that there was only the Lump awake, and the Lump herself just sitting there. Strangely enough, that wasn’t the first time I’ve watched 7 brides for 7 brothers around the 1AM mark. The first time was when I went to LifeLight with my friend Julia. We didn’t start for Julia’s house until after midnight, and when we got to her house, we still had to wait for my mother to come pick me up, so me and Julia watched Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. That got me a weird look from Evelyn, I can tell you.

Got to go to bed now… To all a good night, Jolan True, Peace and Long Life, Qapla’, and all that stuff.


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