my tiny child, or why i’m not a meta con this weekend: a saga

so, the last couple of cons have been a bust: coulee con because both gnome and i were ill with food poisoning or a stomach bug or something *blech*-inducing, and meta con because our tiny child ariel needs to go to the vet

which doesn’t have an opening until tuesday, which theoretically should have meant that we went to meta con because vet, however, we don’t want to leave ariel unattended when she’s not well

(it’s nothing horrible–we hope–we think she just has earmits somehow, but she’s itched her ear bloody, and that is a CONCERN)

(i would appreciate it if the universe would let up a little on me and my students because we’re all having THINGS collectively: illness, ariel, the saga of the couch that came without the actual couch, early births, book theft, me being unclear about things–so. much. THING.)

so, if you were excited about seeing tentacle-made studios at meta con this weekend, know that i wish i were there too, but my precious darling is a priority

seriously, look at that darling face–how can i not stay home and make sure that the tiny child is okay?

thank you all for understanding

courage

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