Thank you for everything, FGC and Mme Crown, and your debonaire staff.

It was a treat of a meet. I had that unexplainable feeling again, maybe akin to coming into an oasis from some type of desert. I sure was one lucky lady on Saturday evening. As soon as Irish said hello I felt that spark. A conversation with Warren made those hors d’oeuvres taste awfully good. I had a dinner I will remember, with my dear husband, who did a few cartwheels just for me to get me there, on my right, and T.Q., whose posts I have treasured for years and whom I have never thanked, on my left. I regret that I don’t spend more time with you good people.

 

Fully and Irish, I tried both of Fully’s  phone numbers around 11.30 on Sunday to say  I couldn’t make it for lunch, but no answer. May I have a little time to think those Flintstone things over and then contact Irish. Is there a time constraint?

 

Aguila, I felt your presence several times and recalled Wonderwoman’s beautiful smile. Thank you for your kindness regarding a copy of your book. Winedoc put his head into it and doesn’t want to take it out yet. But, Aguila, you are so boundlessly generous, that you don’t remember that you gave me a copy before, and now you want to do it again. I hope I can keep it?

 

Am I ever sad about Humanoid. He is one exceptional spirit, and I think qualifies for sainthood.