My wondrous 2013 year début continues . . . with a black hole weekend in which neither Sylvain nor I have been feeling well. Sylvain's symptoms have been more flu-like, but seem to be subsiding. Mine have been nauseau and fatigue, but also seem to be subsiding a bit this evening. We skipped baby swimmers this morning, because I didn't want to push it. But I did manage to bake a quiche and a loaf of banana bread this afternoon, and take Maëva on a walk this morning so she'd sleep in the stroller. Since the first, she's entered a not-wanting-to-go-to-sleep-by-herself phase in which she stands up in her bed and screams her head off whenever it's time to sleep. Joy.
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I love that phase! It is awesome!
Ahhh...I hadn't seen this post before the hangout this morning. Hope tomorrow morning brings an upswing. Anwyl asks if there is a possibility that the editor of the editor of the youth collection of stories might have made the changes that you were talking about, rather than Oates.
No. They are extensive and Oates usually edits her own stories when they are republished.
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