At your service, Lady Gardener. I am Bees the Handywench ready to do work that needs doing. Did I hear you say you had clippings to be cleaned up?

*sweeps the walk and paths with a few whisks*

How about weeding? Pruning? Repairs? Repainting? Do you have enough sheds? I can whip up a shed in a day if you have the necessity and materials onhand.

*looks around, sees pump and lack of people*

I was sleeping??!! I fell asleep? Why did no one wake me? Oh, the shame of it...and beside the pump, too. I suppose everyone walked around and over me trying to use it. Oh, in the way again!

*brushes herself off and hurries inside through the kitchen door*

I beg your pardon, everyone. Here I came to help and I neglect work to be done. Oh, the shame of it all...

*spots pitcher of lemonade on table, quickly arranges glasses and straws on a tray, hurries off to find Fellowship*

Oh, they must be dying of thirst, and I've been snoozing away by the pump...Oh, shame on my head--

*Passes mirror in hall*

Aahh!! *...another look...* Gaaaaah! What was I thinking??

someone had posted a link to ROTK pictures somewhere, and now i can't find it.

Becky is sick, and her brain is only barely working today.

thankies.

The Fellowship are very nice around here.

Ah, now Ara--Err, the Fellowship won't be alarmed.

*heads off down the hall again with lemonade*

*passes bouquet of daisies, plucks one out and tucks it behind her ear*

We seem to be running a little short on inventory in the wine cellar. Looks like someone lifted a few casks without telling me.

*glares in the direction of the Gondorian rangers*

*several rangers refuse to meet her eyes*

I think it's about time we had a chat with Faramir. NOt that I think he had anything to do with it.

*smiles beatifically at Faramir*

*shrugs*

Honorary Wenches! We need your assistance at the stables. Eomer and I have been out riding, and these dear Mearas need to be taken care of.

I'b thick

*shuffles over to a chair by the fire and props her furry toes on the hearthstone*

*delicately blows her red nose into a hanky*

THag you very buch.

*sips*

*pat pat*

::Falls asleep::

More tea?

This horrible weather and all these sicknesses going around have surely kept the tavern quiet. We need to have a soothing evening.

*eats some food*

Thank you.

"Ah, spring, when young lasses thoughts turn lightly to thoughts of . . . "

*sighs*

Its not spring! Ground Hogs Day says I still got 3 more weeks of hibernation till official spring.

*wonders where all the downstair Bachelors went off to*

Darn it, if they all went and got married While I Was Sleeping... *clenches fists*

"I would suggest putting away the calendar and looking at the proof in front of your eyes. Aren't they beautiful?"

*sneezes*

*accepts hanky offered by nearby gentlehobbit*

What's that? Sam made me some chicken mushroom broth? How lovely!

Edit:I simply cannot spell! Must be the cold

I much prefer roasted will anyway.

*a wild will Bounces past*
*uses Forces of Nature to hunt some will*

Now thats some Good Will Hunting.

I don't know about mushrooms, but chocolate sure hits the spot when I'm feeling a little insane ( said in best sales (wo)man voice)

I've got all kinds for less then you'd ever imagine!

I've got white, dark, milk, white with nuts, dark with nuts, milk with nuts, white with caramel, dark with caramel, milk with caramel,

and my personal favorite...(bum, bum bum) triangle chocolate! plus much much more!

Soooooooo, step right up and try Toblerone's all natural choc-o-late!!!!!!
<pants after saying all this in one breath>

Here is a set of pictures from some magazine or another.

But *here* is a set that nearly made me faint.

*fans self*

::falls over::

That smile, those eyes....

*swoons*

I know I'm weird, but I like his throat. And his chin. He's got kind of a long neck for a guy.

*wonders if there is a subset of fanfic featuring Hobbit Vampires*

*giggles uncontrolably*

mm.