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Hm: My suitcase for Sweden is so heavy I can barely lift it. That may not bode well. It's heavy because of two factors: the present my mom insisted I bring to Linn's family, and all of the Elfquest graphic novels that Linn's sisters insisted I bring.

(Which, incidentally, will be missing Book One because my dear sister stole my copy and lost it. And it was a rare version I got off of eBay. For only four dollars. Which will not happen again in my lifetime.)

It's very heavy, and I may need to negotiate stairs. Now, I'm not a weakling-- I've wrangled heavy suitcases-- but this one's like trying to lift one of the stones of the Giza pyramids. Without levers, ropes or ramps. So that's a concern.

Hm, also: my aunt cut her hair. 8 inches off it. This is astronomical:
There are four women in my family. My mother, her sister, myself and my sister. We all used to have waist-length (and beyond!) hair. My sister started cutting hers a few years ago. Now it is very short. But as long as I've known Tante Joan, she's always had waist-length blonde hair. On Sunday, my mom and I met her at Lincoln Center for a folk concert (Christine Lavin? Adorable!) and half her hair was gone. Shock. SHOCK.

So now it's just me and my mom. Hair to our hips. The two blondies have deserted us. What is happening to the world?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:48 PM | shower me with attention