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can just see me asking dad for a fireplace in my room. He'd raise his eyebrows just a little, and say "Why?" and I'd timidly say "beacuse I want to decorate my room like Rivendell." He'd look like "you're joking, right? And if you're not (heaven forbid!!) then..."
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I did this (well, something similar) to my mother. We're walking through Wal-Mart trying to buy everything I'll need for my new room, b/c I was just preparing to move out of my university residence and into a townhouse. She suggested a certain curtain rod to me, and I was like, "No, it's got to be this one, this is much more Elvish". I also had to have the Elvish curtains, Elvish shelving paper, and Elvish day bed. I tried to convince her to let me buy an Elvish desk lamp, but we couldn't find one, and I think she was going to kill me if she heard the words 'Elvish' or 'Rivendell' one more time.
I wonder why she worries about me . . . [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]