| |
[Jan. 12th, 2009|12:02 am] |
*locks up the scrapyard after a full day of rearranging the office (been a bit slow on the actual scrapping front, what with the weather lately) and jumps in the 4x4 for the trip home*
*as planned, swings by Doc's place to pick up a rhubarb pie for the wife*
*lets himself in and calls down the hall, tugging his boots off and shaking the snow out of his dreads* Hey, you know your snowman's missing a head out there? |
|
|
| |
[Jan. 12th, 2009|09:44 am] |
*ever since having lunch with Glorfindel and Ecthelion and their (very nice) friend Ava, hasn't been able to shake the feeling that she'd like to know the girl better (or maybe that she's known her before?)*
*finds some pretty stationery on which to write a short note asking whether Ava would like to meet her some afternoon for lunch, perhaps somewhere near the hospital, if it's convenient?* *do busy doctors get lunch breaks?* *thinks the world's etiquette mavens (and her mother) would be impressed by the personal touch*
*has one of her father's servants deliver the message* |
|
|
contemplative