Re: Where's My Cuppa Tea?? - What In Tarnation!!!

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: : *yaaaaaaaaaawn*  

: : Oh, my goodness gracious!  What an awful night I spent last night.  No sleep whatever!  Every time I'd start to drift off to dreams of my sweet Benton, the most awful racket would start up out back and wake me up!  Such bangings and hollerings goin' on as I've never heard before!  It almost sounded like the ruckus was coming from MY corn crib.  If it hadn't been such a chilly night out, I'd-a put on my shawl & gone out to check right then, but I just couldn't bring myself to get out from under my beautiful, made-by-Miss-Katie, quilt.

: : As soon as I fix myself a cup of hot, strong Earl Grey tea, and have a nice bite o' grits 'n' grease for breakfast, I'm heading out that way to see what's what.  Hmmmmmmm...it almost makes me wonder if that ol' Scallywag, Simon Girty, might be back in the area.  Maybe I should take some vittles out with me, just in case!

: : *yaaaaaaaawn*  *streeeeeeeeeeeetch*

: : *slurp!*
: : ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  That's good!

: : Miss Marcia

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: *yaaaaaaaaawn*

: Oh, Miss Marcia, I know EXACTLY what you mean! *yes, Earl Grey would be PERFECT, my dear*.  There I was, drowning in the warmth of one of my 'Miss Katie's Specials', when there arose SUCH an infernal clatter!! Being fairly new to the colonies, I had no idea if the racket was one of those 'natural, out of doorsie' rackets particular to this neck of the woods - or *no, no sugar thank you. We 'high bred ladies of European culture', must watch our waistlines* some wild thing from the woods, injured and seeking the ministrations of a kindly colonial woman!! Well, I AIN'T (beg pardon, I'm NOT) that kindly!! Scared...witless I was!! 

: And I swear, Miss, it was coming from YOUR corn crib!! *yes, I WILL have a scone, thank ee - YES, with golden, home churned butter, peach preserve AND clotted cream, there's a dear!* I said to myself 'I should get up and investigate ... come morning, I MUST go and have a chat with Miss Marcia! *another cuppa? Oh YES PLEASE!* and find out what that dreadful ruckus was all about! Of course, it COULD have just been that ole dog of 'She..'s'and his sidekick, 'Painter' again. *Oh yes, dearie, a slice o'Battenburg cake would be PERFECT!* Howsever, a curious thing - I found two feathers on your back porch as I came up just now.  You don't think, it COULDN'T be...

: *slurp, burrrrrrp!! Oh, that IS wonderful!*

: Miss Katie.


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