See!! T.V. Really Can Be Useful!!!
While I was enjoying my time alone with Aragorn, someone in the house was not enjoying herself. Rosie was having another one of her killer migraines. Nobody really knew quite what to do with her, not even the doctors. It was starting to be debilitating. So there she was (or so that is how it was told) when Legolas apparently expressed his concern for her health. Amanda took some time out of her riffing of Haldir to explain what was going on and that rubbing Rosie's temples sometimes helped. So he offered to not only rub her head for her, but also gave a drink of something called Miruvor. They sat that way for a while watching the tube when suddenly Amanda (who was working the flipper) stopped on a news channel. Something familiar had just flashed on the screen. And Oh!!! There it was again!! That green orb that Gandalf had asked them about earlier. According to the report, Donald Trump had just bought it in auction at 2.4 million dollars. Apparently he was going to display it in his office in the Trump Towers in New York. All four people could do nothing more than stare for about two seconds after the broadcast then suddenly Rosie let out a banshee like scream that managed to not only inflame her migraine but scare the holy bejesus out of everyone and everything within a five mile radius of the house. I nearly peed myself and Aragorn ( who had been holding my hand at the time) just about ripped my arm off when he yanked me toward the house. We got there just in time to hear the girls babbling out the whole story while the elves injected some commentary hear and there to elaborate. It didn't take long for everyone to learn exactly what had gone on and where this green orb was going to be. This was very exciting news, it seemed, for Gandalf alone. Everyone else seemed sad or worried. And although I knew that Aragorn didn't want any of us to know more than we had to, I was going to find out just exactly what was going on. If my new friends were in trouble, I wanted to help. But it seemed that I would have to use different tactics for getting the information as asking them straight out was not working all that well. In fact all male peoples had convened to the back porch for a secret conference as soon as the twerps were finished babbling. We talked for a while amongst ourselves as well. We came to the conclusion that the only way to get the whole story was to use our feminine whiles (such as they were) to seduce them into talking. Note to self: obtain feminine whiles.
While I was enjoying my time alone with Aragorn, someone in the house was not enjoying herself. Rosie was having another one of her killer migraines. Nobody really knew quite what to do with her, not even the doctors. It was starting to be debilitating. So there she was (or so that is how it was told) when Legolas apparently expressed his concern for her health. Amanda took some time out of her riffing of Haldir to explain what was going on and that rubbing Rosie's temples sometimes helped. So he offered to not only rub her head for her, but also gave a drink of something called Miruvor. They sat that way for a while watching the tube when suddenly Amanda (who was working the flipper) stopped on a news channel. Something familiar had just flashed on the screen. And Oh!!! There it was again!! That green orb that Gandalf had asked them about earlier. According to the report, Donald Trump had just bought it in auction at 2.4 million dollars. Apparently he was going to display it in his office in the Trump Towers in New York. All four people could do nothing more than stare for about two seconds after the broadcast then suddenly Rosie let out a banshee like scream that managed to not only inflame her migraine but scare the holy bejesus out of everyone and everything within a five mile radius of the house. I nearly peed myself and Aragorn ( who had been holding my hand at the time) just about ripped my arm off when he yanked me toward the house. We got there just in time to hear the girls babbling out the whole story while the elves injected some commentary hear and there to elaborate. It didn't take long for everyone to learn exactly what had gone on and where this green orb was going to be. This was very exciting news, it seemed, for Gandalf alone. Everyone else seemed sad or worried. And although I knew that Aragorn didn't want any of us to know more than we had to, I was going to find out just exactly what was going on. If my new friends were in trouble, I wanted to help. But it seemed that I would have to use different tactics for getting the information as asking them straight out was not working all that well. In fact all male peoples had convened to the back porch for a secret conference as soon as the twerps were finished babbling. We talked for a while amongst ourselves as well. We came to the conclusion that the only way to get the whole story was to use our feminine whiles (such as they were) to seduce them into talking. Note to self: obtain feminine whiles.