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The second snow storm of the week. My life has been comprised of running cars over to the garage, bringing them back, cooking and washing up the dishes, with an added side of writing out cards. I finished those up night before last, but last night thought of one more person I should probably be sending one to. There's always one more, isn't there? But last night, because I decided I did not have cards to write, I rode the stationary bike, which I need a WHOLE lot more of in my life.
Also, finished re-reading Lord of the Rings while on the bike. How could Frodo sneak off on Rosie like that when he obviously is the father of her first child? We're given the blatant hints that Elanor looks nothing like Sam, and Frodo gets to name her. (Sam says if it'd been a boy they'd have named him Frodo, of course.) I had forgotten that they all three live together for several years at the end; Sam, Rosie and Frodo. I haven't sat down and tried to figure it out, but it sounded like at least two years, maybe more.
Also, finished re-reading Lord of the Rings while on the bike. How could Frodo sneak off on Rosie like that when he obviously is the father of her first child? We're given the blatant hints that Elanor looks nothing like Sam, and Frodo gets to name her. (Sam says if it'd been a boy they'd have named him Frodo, of course.) I had forgotten that they all three live together for several years at the end; Sam, Rosie and Frodo. I haven't sat down and tried to figure it out, but it sounded like at least two years, maybe more.