mythopoeics

To all of those who are concerned: do not think that I cannot see you. That is all.

Apparently, my daughter was been found sneaking out of lessons and slipping into the yard so she could learn to ride. A maid brought this to my attention. I think she was expecting me to be upset. Not grateful that she didn't do like some and sneaked into a nearby forest or lake. Hm.


Dad, we will be coming to the marriage. Closer to the date but we will.

All this talk of nobility and marriages makes me want to celebrate. Actually, I lie. It makes me want to hit things or drink something so potent that I run the risk of blindness. Seriously, who are these people that these are problems?

To that end, I think I will be spending the evening at our local tavern. There are barstools and heads to be broken and bigger fish to fry.