I am in love.

Katya drew this! ( It's her! )

We've got her. Mary and I are bringing home a little girl. Yekaterina. She's an angel. She's sleeping right now. I think it would be a good idea if we took her to the hospital first? Just...I think she might need some care before we bring her home. Really though, she is the sweetest, cutest little five-year-old in the world. She really is ( Read more... )

I think I'm getting pneumonia. Abby is now barring people from visiting unless they wear a facemask which makes me feel like some kind of science experiment. Which I suppose is fair enough because I keep getting jabbed, and who wouldn't want to study someone who has come back to life twice? BUT I am keeping positive. My Spectre is coming to see ( Read more... )

I'm alive again. It's official. I had a chat with one of the immortal people we rescued in China and he did it. On accident of course, which means I have to feel guilty that someone gave up their immortality in order for me to live AGAIN, but he said he didn't mind. I suppose if he had, it wouldn't have worked ( Read more... )

It's through no shortcoming of my husband (because believe me, he does not have ANY of those) but I rather miss being able to be with my wife in a corporeal fashion. Women bits are nice if you're in to that sort of thing. Thankfully, because I don't believe the bits are the be all and end of of anything, I'll get to be with her soon either way. ( Read more... )

I took Mary out for Chinese because I've missed her so much and the chance to just be a married couple has evaded us since fucking January. (*grumble grumble*) And they wouldn't let me stay at the hospital to be with Joe. So we went out and made as much merry as we could.

( Apparently this is what happens when you're dead and you open a fortune cookie... )

I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.
I miss my wife.

I have my second Valentine's Day with a significant other yesterday. I think last year was better until I disappeared... But Spectre's flowers came to the door at 10 am just like clockwork. I'd forgotten I arranged that. Then I had to send a secret helper (Abby) out to get Mary something because I'm still laid up. And then I took a nap and I ( Read more... )

( Farewell my Beautiful )

Mary=yum. WetMary=Even more yum. Even if I did sneeze on her (that...wasn't why she was wet. Uhm...that was the shower...)

Clearly, I am feeling much better...and especially now ( Read more... )