Menage à Trois Bingo

Four and a half years ago, just after I moved out of the house where I
lived with Ray, I went to Pennsylvania to visit my cousin Mike (the cool
one). He took me to a great bookstore called Cloak and Dagger: a mystery
and sf store run by a lesbian couple. In the back, they had a selection
of life-size cardboard character standees. He bought me a Xena, and
she's been guarding my living room ever since. I've never actually
watched more than a few minutes of the TV program, but omg is she hot!

I had a first-floor apartment, where she stood on the far side of the
living room, and if the blinds were open and the lights off, a passerby
on the sidewalk might think she was me. We are of a height, after all.

When I moved back into the City House, she came with me. Of course, she
came with me to the Lake House, and I was much pleased when we finally
located a place for her to stand. Unfortunately, however, one (or more)
of the cats decided to cock his leg against her, so Tammie put Xena
outside to air out. And then it rained.

This move has been like that; several sentimentally-valuable items
belonging to each of us have been broken, lost, or killed. (Did you ever
hear of movers packing *LIVE PLANTS* in boxes? Ours did. And they didn't
label the box "Live Plants", either.)