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I may or may not be able to post in the next 3 days. We have a hospital, sticky-things-in hair, event that begins tomorrow.  C will be put in a bed, to play wii, and watch tv for 3 days, while they look at her pretty brainwaves. I will be staying with her. I will have the decrepit laptop with me, as well as my Kindle-- which has lovely slashy books that I already know, and lovely people I already love. (Well, hello there Jonty-- imagine running into you here....)

I am in the middle of a Bush centric PW(only a very little ,)P. I should have time to write, if nothing else.

Last night, we finally got our taxes done. We had tried to do them at home, online, and then 3 visits to 2 different venues which promised free help. We finally gave in and went back to HR Block. We had to pay, but it was so worth it. We will be having a refund, which is always nice, but I got to watch all the people come and go, too. I saw two women filing together, one of them was wearing a Provincetown sweatshirt. They were close enough to me that I could hear some of what they were saying. (I was not trying to eavesdrop, honest.) They were filing married. They seemed very elated for people filing taxes. They lit the place up. Everyone was smiling by the time they left.

Well-- not everyone. There was one person who was miles away. She was a little girl of about 9-ish. She had cornrows terminated in pink clips, she had sparkly shoes-- the kind that light up when you step down hard. And she had a pretty serious pair of glasses. She also had a book with a pink sparkly cover. She was so into that book. I watched her face as she read, and sometimes her mouth fell open, and sometimes her eyebrows contracted, and sometimes she smiled. At one point her dad came up and said he had to leave for a minute. Did she want to come with him? She shook her head without looking up. She sat there for at least an hour and a half, immobile. Husband and I watched her. We both remembered how it felt to be so little, and have a book like that-- that just takes you away. And, I don't know about him, but I remembered how it felt to have a little girl who still wore little shoes, and hair clips. My girl is 15 now!

Oh-- I am continuing with the Spanish. Only a few sinister sentences this week:

1. 'She knows that you remember'  (I picture Dick Cheney)

2. 'I mark my territory' (i picture Farley Mowatt)

3 'She will not taste the bread' (Why not? I am less inclined to eat it now.)

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anteros_lmc
Apr. 14th, 2013 10:45 pm (UTC)
I hope the trip to hospital won't be too tedious for both you and C. I'm glad you have slashy friends to take with you. I might manage to get a fic up tomorrow if you're able to get internet.

I love your picture of the little girl with the book and the sparkly shoes. I remember getting absorbed in books like that when I was wee. It's a magical feeling. Still is! My daughter is still learning to read, I hope one day she experiences that feeling too.

2. 'I mark my territory' (i picture Farley Mowatt)
I picture a tom cat! Perhaps that's why she doesn't want to taste the bread...
eglantine_br
Apr. 14th, 2013 10:55 pm (UTC)
I wonder if it has something to do with human hand they found last week!

Everyone in the office was watching that little girl, and I think we were all remembering. She as was far away as could be from the boring world of grown ups muttering numbers.

And of course it reminded me of Archie and that very icon. Because everything reminds me of Archie. The light up shoes reminded me of Horatio. I have him in mind skipping beside Dr H.
bauhiniakapok
Oct. 4th, 2016 09:39 am (UTC)
I pictured a dog with his leg up! I mean, what else could you possibly picture? Boundary stones? Tattoos?
ba1126
Apr. 15th, 2013 12:36 am (UTC)
I had a Dad who could get miles away in a book. Honestly! To get his attention, you had to wave your hand between the page and his eyes!! I was the same! When I read at my nanny job, I must set timers for myself, otherwise I suddenly look up and say "OMG, the bus for school is due in two minutes!!!" I loved "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn", because the little girl uses books to make her life better!!

I hope things go well for you and your daughter. I'll keep you in my prayers.
eglantine_br
Apr. 15th, 2013 12:53 am (UTC)
I went into the tax office in a spectacularly bad mood. Felt a lot better when I left!

I can get lost in a book too. Good place to be.

As for daughter, she may well be changing meds--that is a little scary, always.
wellinghall
Apr. 15th, 2013 05:47 am (UTC)
I shall be keeping my fingers firmly crossed that the hospital goes well.
kcwarwick
Apr. 15th, 2013 06:15 am (UTC)
It's good that children still love books that much. Hope all goes well for you.
charliecochrane
Apr. 15th, 2013 09:50 am (UTC)
She will not eat the bread as she's engrossed in her book, of course!
thistle_chaser
Apr. 15th, 2013 02:55 pm (UTC)
Ha! You have the best Spanish sentences. :D

That little girl would have had me grinning from ear to ear.
esmerelda_t
Apr. 15th, 2013 07:27 pm (UTC)
Hope everything goes well at the hospital.
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