*Cough cough* Gosh, this thing is dusty.

Guess I shouldn’t be surprised, though. That’s what happens when you don’t use something for eight, nine, maybe ten months. Things got a little busy after that party, and a lot of stuff changed. I just didn’t get back around to recording again... and as life has it for me now, I don’t think I’ll need to.

I guess I’d better try to cover a little bit of what’s happened since then, before I sign off. Permanently.

(Cue music)

Well, right after the celebration, Twilight and Luna went to the latter’s residence to study their common interest together. I don’t know how they found out about each other’s studies, but I suppose things could have ended worse than they did. Beyond that, I know little. After the royal visit, I have had little contact with the royal sisters or the Bearers, excepting the regular day-to-day contact any regular pony has. They each still have their little quirks, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As for the ponies closer to my heart, a lot changed. Colgate and Lucky went to Los Pegasus, where Lucky can capitalize on his talents. Colgate has her share of work too, and they’re living together happily. Lucky sold Oakback Slack’s to Berry Punch, who is maintaining her rejuvenated relationship with Colgate through pen and ink.

Aloe and Lotus are still running the spa, of course. Rarity is still their most avid customer, but I think they’ve learned the difference between talk and action now, something most of us take for granted.

Lyra and Bonbon made contact and are rebuilding their relationship with Bonbon’s parents (I am proud to say that that was none of my doing). They also finally told Lyra’s parents, which is also going well so far as they’ve told me.

Carrot Top still lives next door to us, and makes a great house-sitter. She’s maintained her rationality and keeps us on the straight and narrow path, for which I am very thankful to call her my friend.

Sparkler, with some financial help, is now in school and well on her way to her degree.

Dinky got her cutie mark two days ago. Ditzy and I are so proud... a new feeling to me. One I think I can live with rather easily, though. She’s growing up so quickly...

As for me? Well, Ditzy and I moved along pretty fast after that last tie with Canterlot was cut. I moved in when we got married, and now we rent out the top of my old house and I use the bottom as an office for my counselling now. Not psychiatric so much anymore... I’ve found my gift is even more applicable in the emotional and relationship areas than it ever was in psychiatry.

Needless to say, Ditzy doesn’t work double shifts for the mail anymore; she needs her sleep, and gets it now. Except on Thursdays.

Neither of us gets much sleep on those nights.

Anyway, I think that’s all the recap I have time for. The aromas from Ditzy’s breakfast muffins are starting to waft through the floor, and it’s cold up here in the attic anyways, what with this snow we’re having. Time to get back to my family.

Whooves, signing off for the last time.

Here comes the sun.