Recovering.

I'm feeling a bit better. Honest. Having a good solid cry helped. As did getting some awesome tunes from Key and this pretty silver cartouche from Dawnie. Says "Hipster" in hieroglyphs. I find that endlessly amusing. The ancient Egyptians probably did not have any shortcuts for "Hippolyta" and the place that made this wasn't set up for a clonker like that. My name stumps jewelry makers the world over.

And forget about those novelty license plates they sell at theme parks. You don't know young angst until your mom tells you that the store doesn't have your name.

Now. Who knows the spell to get a guy to call? I'm getting sick of staring at my phone. ;-)