it's hard to fight it off much more, I hear it drooling by the door

Don't let it- aaw, too late.

( TVD 2.20 - The Last Day )

Meanwhile, I'm going to reread some happy threesome fic until my Strongbow cider is done to steel myself against the misery sure to be piled high in 2.21.

my mom, the bravest mom

This is my mom, about to skydive on Thanksgiving in 2004. She's my hero for a thousand reasons, and the thought that her grandchildren may not know her because of brain cancer is unimaginably cruel. I hope that I can be even half the mother she is.