This came up sompelace in memories somewhere today. I don’t remember exactly what year it was but The Commander was well up somewhere into her 80s. I drove up to the moomincabin and as soon as I walked in the door, I was greeted with “ANNE! (make it sound like a BUZZER!) Where’s the sharpener?” Now, mind you, I had just driven FIVE HOURS up from The Planet Ann Arbor. I was like, sharpener? Sharpener? Say what?

I can’t exactly remember but I THINK it was a pencil sharpener? Whatever it was, I found it almost immediately. Like, it’s right where you hung it? Oh dear. These are the crazy kinds of things I miss about my moom (who would be 101 if she were still alive).

The icons in the second paragraph are obscuring something like “the nanosecond I’ve arrived from Timbuctoo or wherever.”

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