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*Comes to the conversation after an average Monday morning of cape swishing and a German accent*

Oh dear… I hope I didn’t actually say anything mean… I promise it was all written with sniggers and smiles (with conviction however, remember that). I really hope I didn’t say anything hurtful… Profuse apologies if so!!

Very well then @wordsmith . Thank you for holding the door, and for not spearing me to death. Also, I apologize for throwing a book at you… I’ll go dust it off and put it back on the shelf… There we have it @eden-anderson I’m not dead after all!! Although it was so thoughtful to even put the tea cup in there… That was so sweet!! And @evelyn I do sometimes spend some time up north (Ohio). I would LOVE to have tea with you girls!!!! I’ll let you know if I’m ever up there and a drive would work out (I live in Texas, so five hours is nothing). See? There you go @wordsmith thank you for the honesty. I will in turn agree that math is indeed very important. Without it I would not have been able to get to know y’all amazing people, I just think that the horrors of agonizing over math formulas I will never use should be left for scientists, doctors and the rest… Which I will never be as I shiver at the thought of sticking a needle into somebody, I just couldn’t do it. I looked up ways to overcome needle fear… Oh it did not help. At all.

@anne-of-lothlorien and @wordsmith I agree, that is really cool, both of those. My Tolkien friend has sharp grey eyes that will never miss a detail, and my eyes, which I love about her eyes. Yet softer eyes are really cool, both of your descriptions make me think of some misty Irish forest, somewhere after a rainstorm or before dawn. @anne-of-lothlorien I sort of have a picture of you in my mind as a forest-dwelling, fairy friend. A little more dreamy and awkward (like Anne herself) among the hustle and bustle of the city, but knows the silver streams and the sprites that live along the forest floor all too well. That’s just my odd picture of you in my mind. Under street lights your eyes are pretty and soft, but under the stars and sparkle of a fairy’s wings, they suddenly have a new and dancing light lent to them that will last until dawn, the hour when the fairy princess returns to her appearance as a normal girl.

So sorry if that was weird and annoying… ‘Tis me being… Meself.

And thrilled to death that I finally met the fairy princess of the wood.

@wordsmith

O.K. Whew!! *Wipes sweat from brow* I’m glad of that, I can’t imagine life without blue…

P.S. @wordsmith and @anne-of-lothlorien if you write my name as @erica-wordsmith I won’t be notified, there is no dash…