Infatuation is hard to ignore and I know how anxious you've been to get moving again. Wii is good.
I'm sad that I have to work today when it's supposed to be such fabulous warm weather. Finally. I've been wearing a sweater to work and keeping it on indoors for the last few weeks. It's like I work in a meat locker. Crazy. Maybe it'll warm up in there today, but I'm taking a hoodie just in case.
May 20--Egyptian 18th Dynasty, Royal head, possibly Tutankhamen. The darkness in the tomb was nearly impenetrable. The beams of the flashlights were swallowed quickly by the thick black air. Jean felt the sweat gather at her temples and trickle down her back as she followed Eric and their guide Abdullah farther into it. She had always dreamed of visiting the tombs and temples of ancient Egypt but for some reason it never occurred to her that in order to see them she would have to crouch and slither up and down (down was the worst) narrow passageways hacked thousands of years ago by men who were much smaller, and determined to keep people out. In front of her Abdullah disappeared, then Eric did, and Jean stepped out of the shaft and into a room filled with the heavy darkness. Abdullah's gnarled fingers plucked at her arm to show her where to shine her light. The blue-white beam fell on the floor and lit a carved head nestled in the corner. She gasped and leaned forward to see the blue face lying there, the eyes sightless sockets and the sensuous lips gently pursed.
Yep, tomorrow night's project night. See you then.
--Barbara
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