My Dearest Kendrah,
I certainly wasn't implying that Gimli was up to anything dishonest! He's such a sweetie! There are a lot of strange folk wandering in and out of the city these days and WITHOUT A GATE it's hard to keep them out. (Deep breath) I had Aragorn send a missive to Mirkwood about the mithril so we'll see what happens. I can always hit up Elrond if I have to. He still owes me for saving his daughter from the Doom of Men.
I suspect that Gimli will be wintering in your spare room. You know how gets all obsessed with one project and everything else is forgotten until it's complete. I can't imagine his new place will be ready before the snows come. You can always send him to us for a weekend once in a while if it gets to be too much.
Sorry to hear Leggs and his father aren't getting along again. I'm sure they'll work it out...old elves can be so stubborn...they know it will be better for them in the West - they won't have to mow the sward or trim the mallorn or fight the Shadow.anymore... it just takes a while to get used to the idea, I guess.
Eowyn and Faramir have settled in and all seems to be going well. They adore the new decor! Kudos to Gregor! And a belated thanks to you for all the work you put in clearing out Denethor's stuff. The tower hardly feels haunted at all anymore! The maids are thrilled!
I'm trying to convince Aragorn to go to Gregor's party. Maybe Gimli would like to go with him? That would give you and Leggs a little alone time...Aragorn just hates to go alone...
Ugh! Must do ticket stuff now. Midnight Saturday it will all be over!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Mithril Mischief
My dearest Corwynne,
I am terribly sorry to here of your gate woes. I can tell you, however, that if the mithril has been stole by someone other than orcs, Gimli seems to be blameless. He spends all of his time in the settlement working on the plans and budgets for the gate, when he should honestly be preparing his own home for winter. I use the term home lightly because his home is currently one wall. I have no idea how it remains standing....just one lone wall....
Anyway, he is staying in our guest room for now and has asked to stay until the gate is finished. We have agreed and he seems to sincerely be befuddled by the missing mithril. As for the other dwarves on his crew...I cannot be so sure.
As for speaking with Leggs' dad....well you may do better sending an official royal envoy to ask him. Leggs and dear old dad aren't getting along well these days. It is mostly to do with me. How dare this lowly human....and not even an human from the real world....be shacked up with his princely son. And if he insists on being with me we should be married. We have not mentioned yet that I am already married.......
Leggs current line of attack is laying out the benefits of journeying to the West. "All your friends are there." "People your own age." "Just look at the brochure, you don't have to decide anything right now." "Look, Dad, shuffleboard!" But so far he is not biting. I guess the idea of Gladders in curlers and bunny slippers playing Bingo is not appealing to him. Can't really blame him.
I think that a request straight from the king for extra mithril will be met favorably. You know how impressed he is by status.
Best of luck.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
I am terribly sorry to here of your gate woes. I can tell you, however, that if the mithril has been stole by someone other than orcs, Gimli seems to be blameless. He spends all of his time in the settlement working on the plans and budgets for the gate, when he should honestly be preparing his own home for winter. I use the term home lightly because his home is currently one wall. I have no idea how it remains standing....just one lone wall....
Anyway, he is staying in our guest room for now and has asked to stay until the gate is finished. We have agreed and he seems to sincerely be befuddled by the missing mithril. As for the other dwarves on his crew...I cannot be so sure.
As for speaking with Leggs' dad....well you may do better sending an official royal envoy to ask him. Leggs and dear old dad aren't getting along well these days. It is mostly to do with me. How dare this lowly human....and not even an human from the real world....be shacked up with his princely son. And if he insists on being with me we should be married. We have not mentioned yet that I am already married.......
Leggs current line of attack is laying out the benefits of journeying to the West. "All your friends are there." "People your own age." "Just look at the brochure, you don't have to decide anything right now." "Look, Dad, shuffleboard!" But so far he is not biting. I guess the idea of Gladders in curlers and bunny slippers playing Bingo is not appealing to him. Can't really blame him.
I think that a request straight from the king for extra mithril will be met favorably. You know how impressed he is by status.
Best of luck.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Changes
My dearest Kendrah,
Well, the world is changing (as Treebeard always said before Gladders stole all his good lines.) Poor Leggs will just have to get used to the idea that he's not in Mirkwood (or whatever they call these days) anymore. And you know how well Elves cope with change!
Popped over to Minas Tirith on my lunch break. Of course there was another crisis. Gimli and his band of contractors are still giving us grief over the gate and Aragorn keeps avoiding them. I think he get annoyed when Gimli calls him "laddie" during contract negotions. If it's not one thing it's another...inferior materials, poor working conditions, hours are too long...What do they expect! We've just been through a war you know! Anyway, Gimli wants more mithril to decorate the gate. It's not something I just have laying around the keep! I thought they would be able to reclaim the mithril from the old gate, but it has mysteriously vanished. Gimli blames pillaging orcs, but I have my doubts.
Anyway, they won't install the gate until it's complete, and it won't be complete 'til I get them more mithril and winter is coming and I want my freaking gate! But you know artists...it has to be perfect or it just won't do. I was wondering...could you ask Leggs to ask his dad if there's any spare mithril gathering dust in Mirkwood. Don't need a lot, just enough for some highlights. I hate to bother him, but I'm getting deperate here! Let me know how it goes.
I should have hired Gregor in the first place. He wouldn't need real mithril! And Gimli refuses to make the gate glow in te dark. Sigh...
OK...back to work...we have a show tonight!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
Well, the world is changing (as Treebeard always said before Gladders stole all his good lines.) Poor Leggs will just have to get used to the idea that he's not in Mirkwood (or whatever they call these days) anymore. And you know how well Elves cope with change!
Popped over to Minas Tirith on my lunch break. Of course there was another crisis. Gimli and his band of contractors are still giving us grief over the gate and Aragorn keeps avoiding them. I think he get annoyed when Gimli calls him "laddie" during contract negotions. If it's not one thing it's another...inferior materials, poor working conditions, hours are too long...What do they expect! We've just been through a war you know! Anyway, Gimli wants more mithril to decorate the gate. It's not something I just have laying around the keep! I thought they would be able to reclaim the mithril from the old gate, but it has mysteriously vanished. Gimli blames pillaging orcs, but I have my doubts.
Anyway, they won't install the gate until it's complete, and it won't be complete 'til I get them more mithril and winter is coming and I want my freaking gate! But you know artists...it has to be perfect or it just won't do. I was wondering...could you ask Leggs to ask his dad if there's any spare mithril gathering dust in Mirkwood. Don't need a lot, just enough for some highlights. I hate to bother him, but I'm getting deperate here! Let me know how it goes.
I should have hired Gregor in the first place. He wouldn't need real mithril! And Gimli refuses to make the gate glow in te dark. Sigh...
OK...back to work...we have a show tonight!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
Monday, December 06, 2004
The Leaves of Thanksgiving
My dearest Corwynne,
Your visit to North Carolina made me realize that my white trash family is less white trash than your white trash family....haha......seriously. Greg's family, while not fans of the Lord of the Rings, have seen the movies and understood what was going on. The Return of the King was on while I was there and my father-in-law and I watched it. He asked a few questions, "What is that?" " A fell beast." "OK". He wanted no extra details, but he never said anything like "Hey when will they get back to dwarf land?" so I figure he is at least one step up.
Upon our return from North Carolina, I found Leggs in my house waiting for us. He was surrounded by suitcases and boxes. He looked very sad.....and in the Leggs to anybody else dictionary, sad=downcast eyes. When I asked him what was going on, his first response was "It will be strange to have you husband and children living in the settlement, but we have but one choice." "Hababwah" was my reply. I have been trying to get Leggs to understand that the elf way of cryptic speech is what is causing all of our misunderstandings, so luckily he caught on quickly this time. "This world is dying and you and your family must become permenant members of the settlement." My reply was that I know that things seem bad with Bush "winning" another term and all, but that just up and moving my husband and children to my fantasy world seemed a bit drastic and pointless, since our bodies would still be here to be taxed and bossed around by the US government.
Leggs was puzzled again. As it turns out he was not speaking of the government at all but of nature. "The leaves!" he said "All of the leaves are gone. I have never seen them fall so quickly. This cannot be good. We must leave immediately!" It took a long time and several third grade science books before he would half believe that the leaves will return in the spring. He has vowed to keep a close eye on the situation and if they don't return soon enough for him I am certain we will have to go over it all again for him. Thankfully there is much in the settlement to keep him occupied. For little does he know that the seasons will begin changing there as well......poor Leggs...so naive.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Your visit to North Carolina made me realize that my white trash family is less white trash than your white trash family....haha......seriously. Greg's family, while not fans of the Lord of the Rings, have seen the movies and understood what was going on. The Return of the King was on while I was there and my father-in-law and I watched it. He asked a few questions, "What is that?" " A fell beast." "OK". He wanted no extra details, but he never said anything like "Hey when will they get back to dwarf land?" so I figure he is at least one step up.
Upon our return from North Carolina, I found Leggs in my house waiting for us. He was surrounded by suitcases and boxes. He looked very sad.....and in the Leggs to anybody else dictionary, sad=downcast eyes. When I asked him what was going on, his first response was "It will be strange to have you husband and children living in the settlement, but we have but one choice." "Hababwah" was my reply. I have been trying to get Leggs to understand that the elf way of cryptic speech is what is causing all of our misunderstandings, so luckily he caught on quickly this time. "This world is dying and you and your family must become permenant members of the settlement." My reply was that I know that things seem bad with Bush "winning" another term and all, but that just up and moving my husband and children to my fantasy world seemed a bit drastic and pointless, since our bodies would still be here to be taxed and bossed around by the US government.
Leggs was puzzled again. As it turns out he was not speaking of the government at all but of nature. "The leaves!" he said "All of the leaves are gone. I have never seen them fall so quickly. This cannot be good. We must leave immediately!" It took a long time and several third grade science books before he would half believe that the leaves will return in the spring. He has vowed to keep a close eye on the situation and if they don't return soon enough for him I am certain we will have to go over it all again for him. Thankfully there is much in the settlement to keep him occupied. For little does he know that the seasons will begin changing there as well......poor Leggs...so naive.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Friday, December 03, 2004
Finally Home
My Dearest Kendrah,
Please accept my apologies for not writing sooner. I have been remiss in my duty and I promise to be more conscientious from now on. This week has been pretty hectic since I didn't get back to work until Tuesday and had a ton of stuff to catch up on, and we had a show opening tonight.
I got back into town Monday afternoon and Sam left around 6 and I had clean because I was having people over for meeting Tuesday. I just sat down for a short break when Aragorn stopped by to surprise me! (As usual he waited until all the cleaning was done!) But he brought me some lovely flowers and mulled some wine and said he missed me. Awww....!!!
Anyway, I was telling him about the trip and the stop-over we had at my father's. He's not overly fond of Dad, he tends to glower and mutter about "dishonorable ancestors." I began telling him about the visit and how, somehow, Tolkien came up...I don't think I started it...honest! Suddenly, dad's wife says "We hated that movie!" Seems they only watched Fellowship and it was "too long"...my father fell asleep! Then his wife says she got confused because they didn't destroy the ring...and she's seen all the cartoons and they get rid of ring pretty quickly in those.
Now...Aragorn starts tensing up...you know how he feels about the cartoons...remember when we watched them together? He couldn't figure out what was happening in animated "Return of the King" and then drank too many Yeungling porters and kept asking when he was going come in. "It's called 'Return of the King' isn't it! Where am I? Why don't I have any lines?!" Sigh. I should have stopped there, but I continued my story...
Apparently what REALLY confused her was why the old hobbit stayed there in "Dwarf-land" while his poor nephew had to ditch the ring. That was it! "Dwarf-Land!" Aragorn roars in his best "Behold the Sword of Elendil" voice, "How dare she insult Imladris and the Ring-Bearers in such a manner! They must be avenged!" And he jumps up and starts looking for his sword. (Just the plain old Ranger one, the City Council doesn't like him taking Anduril out of Minas Tirith). I managed to calm him down and explained that there are "Lesser Men" and then there are "Lesser Men" and we must have patience. So we poured some more mulled wine and watched "Jersey Girl." He liked George Carlin...and mentioned that Liv Tyler reminded him of someone...hmmm...I need to be more careful of that in the future.
Intermission is about to happen so I should go and prepare for the crowds. Hope all is well. Hope to hear from you soon.
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
PS...I'm glad the Elves are finally taking Legg's complaints against Orli seriously. Let me know if there's anything we can do to help.
Please accept my apologies for not writing sooner. I have been remiss in my duty and I promise to be more conscientious from now on. This week has been pretty hectic since I didn't get back to work until Tuesday and had a ton of stuff to catch up on, and we had a show opening tonight.
I got back into town Monday afternoon and Sam left around 6 and I had clean because I was having people over for meeting Tuesday. I just sat down for a short break when Aragorn stopped by to surprise me! (As usual he waited until all the cleaning was done!) But he brought me some lovely flowers and mulled some wine and said he missed me. Awww....!!!
Anyway, I was telling him about the trip and the stop-over we had at my father's. He's not overly fond of Dad, he tends to glower and mutter about "dishonorable ancestors." I began telling him about the visit and how, somehow, Tolkien came up...I don't think I started it...honest! Suddenly, dad's wife says "We hated that movie!" Seems they only watched Fellowship and it was "too long"...my father fell asleep! Then his wife says she got confused because they didn't destroy the ring...and she's seen all the cartoons and they get rid of ring pretty quickly in those.
Now...Aragorn starts tensing up...you know how he feels about the cartoons...remember when we watched them together? He couldn't figure out what was happening in animated "Return of the King" and then drank too many Yeungling porters and kept asking when he was going come in. "It's called 'Return of the King' isn't it! Where am I? Why don't I have any lines?!" Sigh. I should have stopped there, but I continued my story...
Apparently what REALLY confused her was why the old hobbit stayed there in "Dwarf-land" while his poor nephew had to ditch the ring. That was it! "Dwarf-Land!" Aragorn roars in his best "Behold the Sword of Elendil" voice, "How dare she insult Imladris and the Ring-Bearers in such a manner! They must be avenged!" And he jumps up and starts looking for his sword. (Just the plain old Ranger one, the City Council doesn't like him taking Anduril out of Minas Tirith). I managed to calm him down and explained that there are "Lesser Men" and then there are "Lesser Men" and we must have patience. So we poured some more mulled wine and watched "Jersey Girl." He liked George Carlin...and mentioned that Liv Tyler reminded him of someone...hmmm...I need to be more careful of that in the future.
Intermission is about to happen so I should go and prepare for the crowds. Hope all is well. Hope to hear from you soon.
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
PS...I'm glad the Elves are finally taking Legg's complaints against Orli seriously. Let me know if there's anything we can do to help.
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