A/N: OH MY GOSH! WHAT IS THIS? IS THIS AN UPDATE? Oh heck yeah, it is! *laughs sheepishly* heh…so yeah, it's been over a year...SORRY SORRY SORRY! I guess I just lost interest for awhile. That and I've been trying to write out the whole Pemberely Saga before putting up a chapter because I want to make sure that what I have planned for it works. Hopefully it does. Lol. excuses excuse. yep, pretty much.

And sorry, this chapter isn't very eventful. kinda pointless even, except maybe what I have near the end. Hopefully what I have planned for the next several chapters doesn't entirely suck. There will be 4 or 5, maybe even 6, chapters about them at Pemberely. I feel kinda bad because you waited so long and most of this chapter is just about Mary & Kitty shopping hahahaha. And somehow I was able to make it really long. I proof read it and it just seemed kinda tedious to me. Lol, maybe because I was editing it at the same time and have read it over and over again. I don't know, I've read it before and it seemed fine now I'm just bored with it. But whatever, it's going up because it's time for this fic to be updated, right?

Disclaimer about historical accuracy…or inaccuracy: I tried to do my research to make sure I got the whole idea of dress making correct, but I just wasn't finding what I was looking for. I got frustrated and just gave up cuz I don't really care that much. I mean, it's a fic, not homework. So sorry if I'm inaccurate about how they made dresses. I just sorta made crap up. I think I looked stuff up a long time ago though, so hopefully I'm more accurate than inaccurate.

ABOUT THE SOPA/EMAIL THING: it looks like fanfiction won't have any problems for awhile, so the plan is to continue just posting updates on fanfiction and not through email. If anything does happen to fanfiction though, THEN I will send updates through email. If you want to take the precaution and send me your email, feel free. if not, that's cool cuz I don't think it's gonna be necessary. (or you could just jot down my email for now. it's on my profile/in last chapter's author note)

PERSONAL THANKS TO ANONYMOUS REVIEWERS ARE AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER. There's so many of them, I don't want a big fat Author's note before the chapter. You've waited long enough. do people even read these? i know I don't half the time. lol

Since it's been awhile you might have all forgotten what's happened in this fic. I wrote a summary last chapter for all the previous chapters so go read that if you need to spark your memory (or just read the whole fic over hahaha). As for a summary of last chapter: Mary arrives at Pemberely and opens up to Kitty about her sucky love life.

Now that business is taken care of, onto the fic!

It was the second time during her visitation that Mary was rudely awakened by her dear, younger sister. Kitty purposefully charged into the room, mercilessly threw open the curtains, and pulled the blanket off her unsuspecting sister's form. A groan came forth from the disturbed sleeper.

"Kitty, what is the meaning of this?" Mary asked in her groggy state.

"It is time for you to get out of bed." Kitty replied cheerfully. "We are going to the dress shops today, remember?"

"This early?" Mary asked through a loud yawn.

"Yes, of course."

Mary gave Kitty a deadly glare and merely stuffed her head underneath her pillow. Kitty huffed and snatched the pillow, tossing it across the room.

"Give that back!" Mary exclaimed in displeasure, bolting upright in her bed.

"You want to leave before Lydia awakens, do you not?" Kitty said. "She will be eager to go and will be bothersome the entire trip."

"Knowing Lydia, she won't be up for another several hours."

"Good. We will be home before then. She won't have a chance to catch up with us later."

"God never intended his creatures to be awake at such an unreasonable hour." Mary groaned, laying back down and throwing an arm over her eyes.

"Of course he did! The sun is already out." Kitty countered. "Besides, Mr. Strafford says…"

"Oh bother what Mr. Strafford says."

Kitty looked affronted.

"Well that is unfair!" she cried. "I spent all of my life listening to you talk about what Fordyce, the Reverend, and all sorts of other religious scholars have to say and now that it is my turn to do the talking you refuse to listen. Hypocrite!"

Mary sat up and glared at her sister.

"I never did so at the crack of dawn, and right before a dreadful shopping excursion at that."

"It will not be dreadful, it will be fun."

Mary shrieked and threw her arms over her chest causing Kitty to start.

"Will you please refrain from doing that!" Kitty reprimanded. "Wake up the whole estate, why don't you? We'll have frustrating companions in the form of Lydia and mother."

Mary gasped and threw her hands over her mouth. After a few seconds she dropped them and gritted her teeth at her sister.

"Then close those curtains. I am in nothing but my sleepwear and you stole my blanket."

"Oh Mary, you prude, we are five stories up. Nobody can see you."

"What if a servant climbs up the house to wash the windows?"

"Right now? You said so yourself, Mary, it's an unreasonable hour for such nonsense."

"As much nonsense as dress shopping," Mary muttered grumpily.

"You might as well hurry and get dressed. I will not leave until you do so." Kitty said stubbornly, folding her arms across her chest.

Mary grumbled and did as her sister bid, but not without making Kitty close the curtains first. Once Mary finished getting ready the two headed downstairs for a quick breakfast.

"There is one problem, Kitty; we have not the permission to go." Mary reminded her sister as they were finishing up their meal.

"Do you not know our father at all, Mary dear? He should be up catching as much daylight in the library as he can before mama awakes. So do not even try to avoid this."

Mary grumbled as they got up and headed over to the library. To Mary's chagrin, Kitty had been correct. He was in there with Mr. Darcy.

"Papa?" Kitty said. "Mary and I would like to…"

"Would like to?" Mary repeated with a huff.

"Shut your mouth and do not interrupt me." Kitty said, stepping on her foot. "It is rude."

Mary gave a small yelp.

"We would like to go shopping for dress fabric in the village. Is it alright if we do so?"

Mary gave her father a desperate shake of the head but it went unheeded.

"I do not mind…just do not expect me to come. They do not make dresses in my size."

Kitty giggled.

"Of course not, father," she said. "See, Mary, you are now without excuse."

"Yes, well, how do you suppose we should get there? It is wet outside from last night's rain and town is so very far."

Kitty looked at her sister impatiently.

"You can take one of the carriages." Mr. Darcy offered, trying to hide a smirk. Mary cast him a glare.

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy," Kitty said and smiled smugly at Mary. "Do you think Georgiana would like to come with us?"

"I do not think she is up yet. She probably won't be for another hour."

"That's too bad," Mary said. "It would have been nice to have at least one sane person to come along with us."

"Oh, so I suppose that means you are not sane." Kitty replied.

Mary's eyebrows rose in embarrassment while the two men tried to hide their chuckles.

"That is not what I meant!" Mary exclaimed.

"Anyway, thank you, papa. Mr. Darcy." Kitty said with a polite curtsey. Then she grabbed her sister and pulled her out the door. Mary gave her father one last pleading look before she was yanked out of the room. Mr. Bennet merely chuckled, happy for the unexpected bond between the two girls.

Mary was fingering a grey shade of fabric when Kitty swatted her hand away.

"No! Absolutely not!" Kitty lectured.

"Why not? I like grey!"

Kitty made a face.

"No! You always wear grey." Kitty said. "And if you don't wear grey you wear black or brown."

"What is wrong with those colors? They are very conservative and modest."

"That's what's wrong with them. They are modest, boring, and dull. They do nothing to bring out your features. Grey only makes your eyes look even greyer."

"But my eyes are grey."

"No. They're more of a greyish blue. You need blue fabric to bring out the blue a little more."

"Blue?"

"Yes, nothing is wrong with blue. It's a perfectly innocent color." Kitty said, dragging her sister towards the blue fabrics.

"I suppose so…"

Kitty started holding up various fabrics to Mary's face. "Hmm…Perhaps…No, the other is better…Oh this is quite nice…This might work…AHA!"

Mary started.

"This one is absolutely perfect!" Kitty exclaimed. She set it aside and started rifling through the blues a little more.

"Am I getting two blue gowns?" Mary asked naively, as Kitty held up another blue to her face.

Kitty lowered the fabric, looked at Mary for a moment, and then burst into uproarious laughter.

"Heavens no, you silly goose! You need a little variety in your wardrobe."

"Well it's not so silly a question. You picked out a blue for me and yet you're still looking through the blue. What is the purpose of that?"

"Oh Mary! You really are a clueless creature. I am seeing if I can find an even better blue."

"What for? You already called that blue perfect. Why bother looking anymore if that one works well enough?"

Kitty laughed.

"It's not about what works well enough; it's about what works the best. I'm trying to find one even more perfect than that."

"How can one improve perfection?"

"Oh do be quiet! I'm trying to concentrate and you are messing me all up."

Mary muttered but begrudgingly submitted to her torture.

Kitty had, after a quarter of an hour, chosen five different blues and, after another ten minutes, settled on the first blue she thought perfect.

"Now what was the point of all that if you just picked the first blue you liked?"

Kitty merely ignored her.

"Go to the mirror and hold this up to your face. See how it brings out your eyes?"

Mary grumbled but obeyed. She looked in the mirror at herself and was surprised. The fabric, a beautiful dark but vibrant blue, really did help to bring out the blue in her eyes. She would not admit it to Kitty, she did not want to give her the satisfaction, but it did help her appear a bit prettier than she normally did.

"I suppose it's fine."

"Fine!" Kitty exclaimed. She laughed. "It's the perfect shade for you! Now for the other dress…I know, red!"

"Red!" Mary exclaimed, scandalized.

"Yes, red! What is so wrong with red?"

"It's so…attention-getting."

"Exactly! Oh don't look at me like that! Plenty of young ladies wear red all the time…plenty of honorable young ladies. Why, even Jane wears red sometimes."

"I-I don't know."

"Oh come off it, Mary." Kitty said, pulling her sister to the red fabrics. The search for the perfect red fabric went about the same as the search for the blue; and just the same Kitty found the perfect shade of red for Mary.

"See, I think this is wonderful for you." Kitty assured the uncertain Mary, who was looking at her reflection with the deep red fabric up to her face. "It goes very well with your dark hair and I like the way it puts some color into your complexion."

"It makes my eyes look grey," Mary said, trying to be difficult.

"I know, and I like it."

"I thought you wanted to bring out the blue in my eyes."

"Yes, of course. But this fabric looks very well with grey eyes and dark hair. It makes them look a smoky grey and your hair a vibrant black. Very mysterious."

"I do not understand you. First you want my eyes blue and not grey and now you want my eyes grey and not blue."

"Of course! I want to bring out the different aspects of your appearance."

Mary sighed. She looked at her reflection. She supposed she did look well. Truthfully, she did not care anymore. She just wanted to get her books and go home.

"Oh, bother, I do not care anymore!" said Mary.

"Alright, now let's look at the other fabrics!"

"What for? I thought the red and blue were perfect!"

"Of course…but we'll never know if the other colors work better if we don't try."

"Oh, hang me, please!"

"Don't fuss so; we aren't going to try the blacks, greys, or browns, of course. And we don't have to try the pinks, peaches, oranges, or yellows either. Mama always tried to put you in those but they never worked. White can be quite pretty, but you have enough white dresses. I do, however, want to at least give the purples and greens a chance."

Mary grunted but submitted reluctantly. She wasn't happy about it, though, and let Kitty know in no uncertain terms. Finally, Kitty ceased torturing Mary and, in the end, decided to go with the blue and red anyway.

"You are quite impossible." Mary grumbled at her sister.

"It's only because I love you and want you to look beautiful."

Mary snorted. "Beautiful?"

"Yes, beautiful. Stop being so cynical about yourself."

Kitty went up to the clerk.

"We are getting these two. We want them made into dresses. Do you have any patterns we can look at?"

The clerk nodded.

"Yes, miss, right here." The clerk pulled out a large tome and set it on the counter with a loud thump. Mary stared at the book in horror.

"Oh, merciful heavens!"

"Oh, stop your caterwauling! It only takes you a few days to read books this large, and those are filled with words not pictures."

"I don't want to be here a few hours, much less a few days!"

"It'll take no time at all. It's split up into different types of figures. You're small and petite like me, so I know exactly where to look."

Mary gave a small sigh of relief.

"Now these patterns will do very well to bring out the curves on your small frame."

"Bring out my curves!" Mary exclaimed.

"Yes…oh don't look at me like that! It'll do it very respectfully. And God didn't intend for us to have curves just so we would hide them and not use them to attract men."

"Did Mr. Strafford tell you that?" Mary asked cynically.

"Oh, stuff it! Ooh, I like this one!"

Mary leaned over to look and gasped in horror.

"Absolutely not! It is too low cut!"

"Oh, it's perfectly fine!"

"This is my dress, not yours! This is where I draw the line. I-I'll refuse to wear it if you get me that. I'll burn it!"

"Oh pooh, fine! You're no fun!"

Kitty was wrong for it took plenty of time before they settled on two patterns that Mary reluctantly agreed to, and Kitty was quite happy with. And Kitty, of course, had to go through ribbons and lace to go with it all.

"I'm also getting you a bonnet," she said. "Stop giving me those looks! I will help you trim it."

"I don't even want a bonnet; much less do I want to fritter away my time trimming it."

Kitty looked at her sister in exasperation.

"Fine then! I will trim it for you!"

The girls finally made their way over to the bookstore, to Mary's delight. And, to be fair and pay Kitty back properly, Mary spent a very long time as well searching for the two perfect books. Kitty, unsurprisingly, complained a lot but Mary simply told her she was ruining her concentration and now it would only take longer. This, of course, only aggravated the younger sister more. Mary finally settled on two books. One was Thompson's Exhaustive English Dictionary, an overly large dictionary with just about every English Word in it, each broken down into several meanings, synonyms, antonyms and so forth. The other was The Extensive Study of Mathematical Philosophies.

"You only bought those two books because you knew they would be the dullest, most exasperating books you could find!" Kitty whined. "You know I will lose my mind listening to you read from those."

"Absolutely not." Mary said, with a gleam in her eye. "I have wanted, for some time, a more in-depth Dictionary and I've always been interested in the philosophies of mathematics; I've just never gotten around to studying it. Though, I suppose, the circumstances did have some influence into my finally getting these books."

"You're a horrible human being!" Kitty whined. "I certainly did not put you through such torture and if I did it was only to help you. You're merely doing this to spite me!"

Mary simply smirked.

"And how can you even read a chapter out of a dictionary?"

"I have already thought of this. We'll think of each letter as a separate chapter. I suppose I'll choose P and S or maybe E. Whichever letters have the most words to it."

"Why do despise me so?"

"Now, now. I'm only concerned for your education. I simply want you to learn as many words as possible. It's only because I love you."

Kitty complained the entire way home, but upon their arrival it was someone else's turn to do so.

"Kitty! How could you go shopping in the village without me?" Lydia cried the moment the carriage stopped at the house. "And why would you go with Mary instead of me?"

Kitty exchanged a smirk with Mary before coming down out of the carriage.

"You were not up yet and we wanted to be back before two o'clock."

"Well, why did you not wake me then?"

"We simply thought that, since you are a married woman now, you would need as much sleep as you could possibly get. You have told us how busy wives are and how exhausting it is to be one." Kitty answered. Mary coughed.

"Oh." Lydia said. "Well, that is quite right. But, next time you must know that shopping is not exhausting in the least and I would like to go along."

"Not exhausting in the least?" Mary muttered, earning an elbow in the side from Kitty.

"Now, come along, Kitty. You've spent plenty of time with Mary." said Lydia. "I'm sure you are bored to tears. I know what will help you recover. I have yet to tell you of last month's assembly. Come along to the sitting room."

Lydia began to walk away assuming her sister was following her. Kitty sighed and threw Mary a tired look.

"Well, go along, Kitty," Mary said, shooing her.

"Oh, I do not want to. She tires me with her stories. Besides, aren't you irritated she didn't want you along?"

"A little, but I am used to it; and I do not mind that you go with her if you must. You grew up being her closest sister and it would be aggravating to her if you no longer spent time together. Believe me; I know what it's like to be the only sister without a best friend in the family."

Kitty frowned.

"I am sorry."

Mary shook her head.

"It is no matter. What's done is done. At least you are trying to make up for it."

"I really do love you, Mary."

Mary smiled.

"And I love you. But we are sounding too much like Jane and Lizzy so off with you!"

Kitty pulled a face.

"We can't have that now, can we?" she said.

The two girls laughed. Kitty's eyes lit up.

"Why don't you come with me?"

Mary smiled mischievously.

"I was not the one who grew up being her friend, you were. After all, it's you she wants to spend time with, not me."

Kitty glared at her.

"You are the worst sister I ever had."

"You're terrible yourself. Now go! Or you can spend time with me and we can start our reading."

Kitty gasped, picked up her skirts, and ran off to join Lydia who was still talking as if Kitty were following her.

Mary chuckled as she watched her sister run off, almost colliding into an approaching Colonel Fitzwilliam in the process. Mary could see his intent was to come speak to her and she gave a little blush. For some confusing reason, the Colonel had been initiating many conversations with her since she first arrived.

"Hello Miss Bennet! Where have you been all morning?" he called as he drew nearer.

"Kitty and I went to town to visit the shops." Mary replied.

"Ah! And did you enjoy yourself?" he asked.

"Well, not at first. I do not particularly like shopping for dress fabric."

"You do not? Why, I thought all young ladies liked shopping for dress fabric."

"I assure you, Colonel, I am different from most young ladies." Mary huffed arrogantly in reply.

The Colonel chuckled.

"I see," he said. "But you did imply that you had come to like it. What made you change your mind?"

"We went to the book shop afterwards." Mary said with a smile. She showed him her purchases.

Fitzwilliam's eyes widened.

"A dictionary and a book on mathematical philosophies? I can understand the dictionary, but I never thought philosophies on mathematics would be such an interesting topic."

"Well, it is," Mary insisted defensively.

"You were right, Miss Bennet," Colonel Fitzwilliam teased. "You are different than most young ladies."

Mary looked slightly affronted.

"Don't be offended Miss Bennet," Colonel Fitzwilliam remarked with a devilish smile. "I didn't say anything was wrong with that. In fact, I rather like that you are different from most ladies."

Mary's eyes snapped up to his and she blushed at his smirk. Avoiding any more reaction to his flirtation she cleared her throat and further explained her purchases.

"I was also trying to pick out the two books that Kitty would find the most dull and aggravating."

"Oh, and why is that?"

"Well, you see, Kitty and I made a deal. She wanted to buy two dresses for me but I didn't want to bother with it. As I have told you I absolutely hate dress shopping; it is the dullest thing in the world to me. So, she also promised to buy two books for me and said that I could read two chapters from each to her. Well, she spent the longest time going through every fabric and pattern in that store. I had quite the headache afterwards." Mary then gave a mischievous smirk. "So, in turn, I spent just as much time trying to find the two dullest books in stock at the book shop. At least, the dullest according to Kitty."

Colonel Fitzwilliam let out a laugh.

"I did not realize you were so devious, Miss Bennet." he said. "After all, your sister is being generous by buying two dresses for you, and then you insist on her buying you two books. And now you will repay her by purposefully boring her to death!"

"I did not insist on anything! She made the offer." Mary said, glossing over the fact that she was the one who brought the deal up to two books and two chapters from each. "Besides, she knew she was torturing me with the dress shopping! She purposefully insisted on taking two hours in that store. I was pretty clear with her that I was not enjoying myself."

The Colonel laughed again.

"Alright, alright! I am only teasing you Miss Bennet. You are perfectly justified in this mistreatment of your sister. I must say, everyone told me you were very quiet and serious but I'm happy to see that there is an unexpected, playful side to you. In truth, I find you quite amusing."

Mary, red-faced, mumbled irritably.

"Come now," the Colonel said with a chuckle in his voice. "Let us be friends. I would be quite disappointed if you did not like me."

Mary blushed and took his proffered arm.

"Let us go in the house, now, I believe tea is being served." he said.

Hhhmmmm. What is this all about?

Next chapter is going to be a little different. A bit of a break from things. Since it's not like we haven't had a break from this story recently, haha. It will be all about Kitty & Mr. Strafford and how they came to their courtship. :)

So yeah…I just made up Thompson's Exhaustive English Dictionary and The Extensive Study of Mathematical Philosophies. I just tried to think up the two most tedious books to read possible, lol.

Thanks to anonymous reviewers:

austen – thanks so much for the review. Glad you enjoyed it! Sorry this update was so late. :)

ixi-shaj – I probably emailed you but it's been a while so idk. I know you pleaded with me to update sooner then 9 months. Well, looks like I failed cuz it's been well over 9 months. Haha. Glad you liked the recap & the torture for torture line. Thanks for the review!

Lali kanaka – thank you so much for reading! :D I hope you continue to enjoy it. Richard is a character that's only mentioned once in the story when Mr. Collins first arrives. I decided to make him my own character, lol. I'm glad to show a different side of Mary, one that you can sympathize with. :) I'm glad you were able to finish it in one sitting! Lol. And again sorry this update was so late.

Anon – thanks for the review! I will do my best not to abandon it! :D

Kggirl21 - I will admit I don't really have plans for her to express her anger to her family. I'm trying to make her mature a little and stop pointing the finger at others, whether they deserve it or not, and realize her own sins. But, I will try to breach the gap between her and each of her family members, to an extent. And…who knows, maybe Mary will tell them a thing or two, lol. Anyway, they will hopefully learn to treat her better and realize the error of their ways. Also, sorry for taking forever to update this. I've been writing out several chapters before putting this one up. Mostly to see if it'll all work out. hopefully it won't take forever for me to update the next several time, but who the crap knows! I sure don't. haha. Thanks for the review!

JMW – thanks so much for the review! Glad you found my story and like it! :D I figured Kitty would be the best option to reach out to Mary, because I kinda feel Kitty's also shoved to the side a little. She might have changed and matured a little, but she's still Kitty and I hope I'm portraying that as well. Heehee, and Lydia might have her own moment of not-being-so-bad…but she will be 100% Lydia during it. Haha. It's gonna be pretty awesome.

Maryhphgrw200709. – glad you liked it! And I hope you have caught up with your sleep since then. Lol. I, too, am very interested in who Mary is…glad you like the job I'm doing. Man, so many people like this story. I'm really starting to feel bad for taking a long time to update, lol.

Spidermonkey – awww, glad you like my story! And no prob, your review was awesome! I'm flattered to hear it's one of the best Austen stories you've read! Wow! :D And don't worry, Mary WILL have a happy ending…I think…*mischievous grin*

June - thanks! Mary is awesome! :D

Vickie– don't worry! I am continuing it! Just very slowly, lol. Glad you love it! And thanks! :D

Metalyuuko – thanks! Like I said above, I'm continuing it. It's just going to take forever. haha

AF66 – thanks so much for your kind words about my story. I'm glad you find the characters and the story itself enjoyable. And yeah, I don't think I could write exactly like Austen, haha, but I've been trying to sound somewhat "Austenian". I think I've gotten out of it though since I haven't been writing this fic much lately. Hopefully future chapters won't sound too informal. Sorry for the informal tone in the Author's notes. I tend to drop my guard for those and just let my normal way of speaking come through. I know I have some typos & grammatical issues in my author's notes because I tend to think "eh, whatever, it's just an author's note" haha. But I don't want to detract from the story, so maybe I should try to be a little better in the A/Ns. (but not this chapter's author's note, sorry) Thanks for the tips. I can't make any promises, but I'll try to do better. I'm not really a genius when it comes to the English language, lol. Too many rules and I get confused easily, especially when it comes to "Austenian" English. I'm more of a numbers person to be honest. I knew that "Bingleys" would be referring to the family, any error there was probably a typo or negligence. I didn't know that Bingleys' would be correct instead of Bingley's. thanks for the clarification, it actually makes sense. Although, couldn't "Bingley's" refer to something Mr. Bingley owns himself? Many times the young men are referred merely by their last name, like "Darcy" and "Bingley". Anyway, thanks again for the praise and correction, and I have to pre-apologize for future mistakes. I know myself too well to know they're gonna happen.

Silent storm – thanks! Glad you like it! Yeah, Mary might not actually really be like how I'm writing her but that's just kinda how I pictured her for this story. To be honest, I'm not sure what was going on in my head when I first started this story. It was so long ago haha. Glad you like Richard. You can picture him anyway you want him. I didn't want to put a physical description in the actual story because I kinda just wanted people to see him in their own imagination. I believe I just gave a physical description in an author's note, correct? But yep, I picture him as a blonde. Dark blond hair actually. And probably brown eyes. So if I ever let any physical description slip in my story, that's what it's gonna be. And sorry for taking so long. I know it's annoying. I just don't really wanna focus on the story I guess, or I haven't anyway. I can muster up an interest for working on it occasionally, but not often. I guess I've gotten outta the loop, which sucks cuz I do wanna finish it. And yeah, I don't think SOPA's gonna be a problem. I will add you to the email thing, but trouble is…ya didn't tell me your email! :P anyway, thanks again!

Skydiver101 – thanks! Glad you like my story. I don't think there is gonna be any trouble with fanfiction dot net for now so currently I'll still just be updating through here and not email. But if anything does happen to shut down fanfiction dot net or whatever I'm willing to email you. Unfortunately your email didn't show up because this site can be a little ornery with people putting links up. Tell me your email again but add spaces like this: squidwards_girl yahoo dot com. Then it SHOULD show up. :)