giggles

Damn I miss her.

I told Gwen I couldn't remember my own name lately and I got this in return:


And your name is "Her Imperial Pywacketness,
Goddess of the Lemurian Islands, Protector of the Ineffable Nearness of
Being, Duchess of Incognita." You may be addressed as any of the following:
Your Grace; Her Ladyship; Damn you look fine; or I am not worthy.
Appropriate offerings include pomegranates, small (but accurate) houses made
out of marzipan; and very soft and comfortable socks.

She has such a wit it just knocks me over. The whole family does. Heck I"m excited the Cone mom is going to be here soon.

Hey, how does one address a Cone Mom?