Tuesday, 6 December 2016

Aunty Em is not in Kansas anymore

The containment team finally caught up with Emily, although it took them three horse tranquilizer darts to bring her down.  "Don't be a stranger!" I shouted as they nailed the lid on the shipping container, but by all accounts she had a pleasant flight back and she's now my parents' responsibility again.

It's been a fun two weeks of feasting, museums, crafting, and more than a few thrift store visits.  Pete, who is basically a clone of his aunt, is very sad to see her go as he's lost his TV-watching partner, and I've lost my excuse to drink Baileys at breakfast time.  Don't be a stranger, Emily!


It's a metaphor.


Spot the difference.