Mama, please let me hide behind the sofa. The man in the blue box scares me!
Thanksgiving Time 2008
Originally uploaded by Mickelodeon on 2nd December, 2008
Mama, please let me hide behind the sofa. The man in the blue box scares me!
Originally uploaded by Mickelodeon on 2nd December, 2008
Would you have any trouble believing I was sick over Thanksgiving? I don’t know what it is about the sister’s abode causing this, but there I was, dripping nose, orgiastic sneezing, and a wee cough Thursday morning, Thursday afternoon, Thursday evening…
Oh. I know *exactly* what causes it: two sweet little girls who carry germs like I carry my cell phone and who generously share them with others.
…and then came Friday, when I woke up on Death’s door, miserable and achey and icky. I laid on the couch for as long as I could before the whole house was up and about, then retired to Star’s room, where I started out convelescing on her armchair and eventually moved to the floor, my head resting on throw pillows and a blanket pulled over me like armor.
A little while passed and I heard Star’s bedroom door open. Star came in and looked at me, placed a few stuffed animals close to my inert form and announced she was there to take her nap, but first, Auntie Mickey, I need to open the curtains because it’s too dark in here. I think I mumbled something in agreement as winter sunlight flooded the room.
A few minutes later, Star declared she was only staying until the big hand was…there…at 11:00. Okay, I said somewhat groggily and closed my eyes again; when Star said my name again and alerted me that she was leaving five minutes later, I was sad to see her go, but thankful for the quiet that would follow.
Fast forward a minute, an hour, a couple hours, I’m not sure. The sister comes in to let me know el cunado has arisen from his nap and I would be more than welcome to move to their room and sleep on a proper bed. I’m quite pleased to hear this and jump up, bounding out of the room as quickly as I could, given my aforementioned state of ill.
At some point while I am resting on this proper bed, Star comes into the room and says, “Hi, Auntie Mickey.” I respond in kind and then she says, “Auntie Mickey, are you going to sleep in Bar’s room next?”
God, I love that wee girl.

L I Z!!!

<3

P.R.O.B.E.

Anyone for tennis?

Liz and the Third Doctor from Dimensions in Time. Frankly, there was far too much of everyone else (yes, even my beloved Sarah! Jane!) and they all cut in to Liz’s screentime.

Who doesn’t love polka dots? Who doesn’t love Liz? Who doesn’t love Liz wearing polka dots?

Liz and her magic polka dots.

Liz Shaw and Bessie. And Six. <3 <3 and not so much <3, in that order.

I’m not a huge River fan, but she could definitely grow on me. I mean, look: I Could. Not. Stand. Liz the first time I saw her (ummm, Inferno, anyone? With alt-universe scary Section Leader Elizabeth Shaw and her scarier wig?) and good Lord, it took me forever to even sort of like Jo. Dare I even admit to thinking Sarah! Jane! a bit ridiculous in the first couple of serials I watched?
And now, all three ladies have won me over to the point of absolute distraction.
So. There’s a strong possibility of total River love some day, though it will never be equal to or greater to the Liz, Jo, and Sarah! Jane! love that absolutely rules my world.
(via whospam)

Captain Yates (very bonkers) and Bessie (very yellow). D’ya think Yates ended up President of Bonkersville eventually?