An e-mail exchange during work this afternoon:
HRH: It’s snowing again. I’m starting to feel like a extra in the Narnia books.
Autumn: I said “Always winter and never Christmas” to Miranda just this morning!
HRH: How long was winter in the story?
Autumn: Over a hundred years.
HRH: Someone please kill the White Witch!
Autumn: Dude, you’re the one with the lion on his house crest. Do it already.
In the meantime, I know someone living upstairs from us who HRH could practice on . . .
(Funny, I was *just* thinking oday, while looking out at the blowing snow, how narnian things were getting. Great minds and ours, too, as they say!)
See, and here I always think “We must turn back! Make for the gap of Rohan!”
LMAO
There is no Gap in Rohan. Not even a Banana Republic. False advertising!