First, on behalf of Aragorn and myself, I heartily thank you for the long-ago congratulatory note. I’m certain the lack of response from my other reality friends and acquaintances is merely their fear of encouraging me to bestow upon them lavish gifts. Obviously, now that it’s official, they fear their notes of congratulations could be misconstrued as poor attempts to curry favor. Aragorn and I both appreciate your offer of assistance with the wedding and reception plans. Deana, who you may or may not believe is real, has offered to assist you in anyway necessary. I will be certain to pass along her phone and email information.
Secondly, I must apologize for the lateness of my response. I could blame inter-dimensional paths washed away by spring storms, or the disruption of my schedule caused by escorting hordes of Gondorian school children on tours of the White Tower during spring break season, or the numerous engagements parties I’ve been forced to attend…but I won’t. I suppose I could blame the smeg-heads of Red Dwarf for being so gorram funny I can’t pull myself away from the DVDs, but I won’t do that either. I will simply say that reality work is hell, and the sooner I’m Queen and won’t have to walk anymore, the better.
Moving on, other than work, things seem to moving along well. Spring is here, the birds are singing and I’ve trimmed my rosebush. (No, that is not a metaphor for something naughty!) I’ve been trying to get the house in some sort of order, but I’m feeling pretty lazy about it. I’ve tried to enlist the aid of a few royal retainers, but none of them seem interested in cleaning my basement, digging my garden or washing my sheets. Personally, I think most of them are just afraid of electricity! The next two weeks are going to be mad busy at work…two shows opening next week and one the week after. At least it will all be over May 7! Of course, pre-college is just around the corner, but I don’t want to worry about that quite yet.
Aragorn is really looking forward to War Practice this year. He’s already filled out his registration form!! He was thinking of bringing Eomer along. He asked Faramir, but all he got from him was a lecture of how important it is to have a figure of authority in Minis Tirith when the king goes off gallivanting, so the steward is staying home.
Well, it’s time to take the curtains out of the drier. I might even pick up in the bedroom a bit, if I’m still feeling ambitious. But I do have two unwatched episodes of Red Dwarf…
Your Affectionate Friend,