So... as of ten o'clock this morning, I am a real, genuine Evil Auntie. Words cannot describe (although I'm sure I'll recover shortly).
I've also just finished re-reading The Color Purple for banned books week at Smart Bitches'.
I have snot down my face and my favorite bookshop just gave me free promotional mug.
All in all, I'm an emotional yo-yo. Or is that Yoda? Yogurt?