Hope all of you are doing very well.
First day of vacation and it’s raining, raining, raining.
Oh it isn’t that bad.
I asked a friend “what are you thinking about rain”. Answer “All is wet”.
“Nothing more, just wet!”
There’s a word for it, called MEN! LOL
Rain is perfect for relaxing AND dreaming. I’m watching the droplets running down my window. No gardening possible. Poor Sam. Much time to join Frodo *grin*
Poor Frodo – no chance to go for a walk *lucky Sam*
Though a walk in the rain – imagining our hobbits soaked to the skin … one could have a better ‘view’ on Sam’s muscles and Frodo’s slender body.. Nice idea.
Let it rain.
One could lit a fire to get the rooms warm and comfy. Our hobbits as well. Did I say warm hobbits?
Laying on a rug infront of the chimney, I’d never let them out of sight … if I would be a mouse at Bag End.
I guess I should do something for “distracting”.
Comb my cats. They are talking to me. Sindarin? I can’t understand them. But they’re all gone, sitting under my bed, watching me. They say “Hide, Julchen is very hobbitmoody today”. Are there cats in the Shire?
Clean the kitchen. What would Sam do in the kitchen on such a rainy day? Preparing blueberry jam?
Blue. Blue eyes. With long lashes. *sigh*
Clean the bathroom. Lavendersoap. The scent of lavender reminds me on something… or someone.
Clean the bedroom. Change the bedclothes. Hallelujah!
It’s hopeless to get them out of my head.
I could write some letters to flist … they love HOBBITS!
I will listen to a little music … push the button .. what to hear? Into the West. Oh my Goodness!
I’ll read something. Looking around it seems Mr. Tolkien left his books everywhere in my rooms.
Come on Julchen, just do nothing. Don’t do anything, don’t think. Try not to think of HOBBITS!
Yes… I will sort photos. Opening the box – who’s looking at me? Mr. Wood.
Wood. Mirkwood. Shirewood. Woodelves. Someone’s calling “Woodelves, Sam!”
Hobbitsessss. Yesss preciousss...
Why is it that cold in my living room? I should read some fanfictions. LOL. I wouldn’t need a hot water bottle.
I bought some ink today, I should write something into my beloved green book.
Reminds me on Bilbo’s/Frodo’s/Sam’s Red Book.
Write something intelligent Julchen. Intelligent? Today? No way.
How will I look like after 21 days vacation? Pointed ears, fury feet, rusty skin (because of the rain) ,pale as moonshine (because of the nightwalks through my flist’s journals).
Now it’s storming outside, trees bow their heads. Reminds me on Aragorn. Our king
God gracious me!
I have to clean my cart for my journey this night.
I’ll go now and I will live happily ever after, LOL.
See you tonight