Astri: I want a battleaxe.
Me: Yikes!
Astri: No, really. I already have a sword, over there in the nook behind the bookshelf. Oh, and I have a spear behind the door. Two knives in my jewelry chest. I have no guns though. I'm not an American.
Me: Yikes!
Astri: No, really. I already have a sword, over there in the nook behind the bookshelf. Oh, and I have a spear behind the door. Two knives in my jewelry chest. I have no guns though. I'm not an American.
Over Lunch:
Me: This is not half bad.
Astri: When he was young, my father was on a boat with a very dour skipper. When the cook had outdone himself, the skipper would say, "Heh. You had luck with the potatoes. Today."
Me: This is not half bad.
Astri: When he was young, my father was on a boat with a very dour skipper. When the cook had outdone himself, the skipper would say, "Heh. You had luck with the potatoes. Today."
And then, because we are Ladies, we worked on embroidery. Astri is making a traditional purse, and I am copying Afghani dress embellishments.
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