I was going to write a long and erudite post today, about this by the ever lovely DocWitch, but I am so tired that I can't.
I'm waiting up for the bread to do, and then I'm going to bed.
I'm in a quandary concerning the Over The Pond ness. I haven't had any indication of which of the words I sent BG could do, but apparently she is ready for the next set. I can't send the next set without knowing what she can do. But there are no days to waste.
I can wait until he comes home to sort it out though. I love him. He is my rock, my fortress, my place of warmth and safety, and I will love him, cherish and respect him all my days.