Plum Tired

It really burns my butt to admit this, but my Dad may have had a point. No, not about giving up on researching what we are – that part I’m right about – but about this place being really, supremely weird.

We took a vacation, at long last. But we took that vacation here in Willow Springs, a nice bed and breakfast place. Only thing is, I swear to you that place isn’t here. It’s just not. But we’ve got all the evidence of our vacation, down to the pictures. But I go by there, and it’s just not there anymore. The people I met there, Cathy Tea, Gray, Dr. Jasmine; they aren’t here. As far as I can tell, they just don’t exist. But we all met them – Horta wants a hat like Cathy’s.

Our very gracious hostess for our Plum Day vacation
Our very gracious hostess for our Plum Day vacation

Long story short, which I know is not my forte, we had a wonderful time, despite an unfortunate fire while we were there. No one was hurt, so it just became part of the story to retell. Something memorable that will grow each time. Before you know it, we’ll have been escaping from a towering inferno by the skins of our teeth.

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Serenity

My Dad was crazier than a loon on drugs. Sorry, Dad, there’s just no other way to put it. Anyway, barring some truly amazing occurrences, Tholian will inherit the home. Vulcan is putting on a brave front about the whole thing, but I can tell he’s hurt. I think he’ll get over it, though.

Vulcan might not inherit the house, but he still gets the girl.
Vulcan might not inherit the house, but he still gets the girl.

Elmzyra’s a nice woman, despite the crazy name. It’s bittersweet, knowing your children will leave you, but also knowing they’re doing so because you’ve raised them well. My boy hasn’t left me yet, but it won’t be long now if I read the signs right. And I do.

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God laughs

If you want to see God laugh, tell Him your plans.

Oh come off it. After a build up like that, you don’t really expect me to get right to the surprise, do you? Let me guess, you read the last page of a mystery first. Fine, here it is. We’re haunted.

Finally. This is why we left your easel out in the first place!
Finally. This is why we left your easel out in the first place!

Yup, that’s right. My Mom is haunting us, and she’s back to painting. Beautiful paintings, too, and no one can tell them from an original Candice Alien – well, I guess they are Candice Alien’s.

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Brothers

I have a bigger family than Pak. Nya, nya, na, nya, nya. Take that, little brother!

So who says sibling rivalry dies out when you grow up? I say it only stops if you let it die.

So this is how the newest addition to our family chooses to introduce himself?
So this is how the newest addition to our family chooses to introduce himself?

As always, I tease him. My little brother is as happy for us as we are. It’s great to see our family grow, and Charlie and I are both thrilled. Which isn’t to say that was the case throughout. Gorn was not quite as easy a pregnancy as Vulcan.

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Poltergeist(s)

Some people just won’t leave you alone. Even when they’re dead. Well, I guess it’s MOSTLY dead. There’s a big difference between mostly dead and ALL dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive… OK, enough of that. You’ve probably seen Princess Bride already and don’t need me to do the whole Miracle Max bit.

Anyway, Dad’s back. Just for a visit.

What are my kids doing with the house? This is how things should look!
What are my kids doing with the house? This is how things should look!

It was good to see him again. There’s still a big, Motie-shaped hole in our lives here and you’d think he’d fit it to a tee. I mean, who could do better than Dad at being Dad? But I guess being dead can hit you like a ton of bricks and knock a couple of marbles loose, because he wasn’t quite the same guy. Just floated around, trimmed the bonsai, and a few other little things like that.

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The Voyage Home

Ever been on a roller coaster? Picture that, ramped up to 11. And you’re going through it blindfolded. That’s kind of what this week has been like. We’ve had people join our family and we’ve had people leave. And we had one who has started the final journey home.

I, Thrintun, take you Charlie...
I, Thrintun, take you Charlie…

The first person to join our family was my new husband, Charlie Alien. Yeah, you heard that right, he took my name. I did say he wasn’t much for taking the initiative, and since we were going to live in the family manor, he agreed to become an Alien.

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A New Hope

Wow. It felt like the birthdays would never end.

Dad, Mom, and me. What a week. A fun week, but a busy one.

A toast to my grown-up daughter. You can toast with cake, right?
A toast to my grown-up daughter. You can toast with cake, right?

Yeah. So Dad pretty much handed things over to me for now. In theory Pak could still beat me out and take over the house, but let’s face facts. I’ve got this thing sealed up tighter than a steel drum lined with lead.

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