Today my lovely daughter turns seventeen years old; where does the time go?

She doesn't like me posting pictures of her, so nothing to post; picked up a copy of Nicole Brossard's Mauve Desert for her recently (and the new issue of Buffy Season Eight, things I have yet to drop into the mail), and hoping to get a copy of Thomas Wharton's Salamander [see my review of such here] for her as well.

Not sure when I'm home next; when will I see her again?

related notes: what I wrote last year; the year before;