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J. was here. For a brief, shining moment. She brought the rain with her, of course.

One of the side effects of having a sister you don’t see all that often is that you tend to revert to childhood. Because arguing the philosopher of Buffy the Vampire Slayer is a wonderful way to spend a Sunday night.

We had a bonfire in the pouring rain, had a debate on which one of us was actually older, discussed no-no parts and learned new words for sexual acts that frankly, I’m still baffled by.

The boys LOVE LOVE LOVE Aunt J. Bear’s invited her to his 4th birthday in November. It’s hard to explain how far away Oregon really is.

I even drug her to Pagan Church on Sunday. It was Animal Totem day. She did very well and kept a straight face though the whole thing.

I think the best part was that I got to show off my LIFE to her in a way that I haven’t before. Or at least show off all the parts that weren’t out of town.

At least at this point I only have to wait until Christmas to see her again.