Distracted By Something Shiny

Happy Birthday to the lovely shirebound!!! Hope it was a wonderful day full of wonderful things, darling!




Since shirebound is a friend I made through my sister's Lord of the Rings fandom days, I thought I would now share a story about me, The Lord of the Rings and my sister. Knowing my sister the way you do, shirebound, I think this will amuse you.

( Story under the cut for spaceage. )

See, older siblings boss you around a lot and always take the last brownie based on some rule I am sure they made up called 'seniority' - but then they do awesome things like this and it's all good.

This weekend we did a rewatch of the extended editions of Lord of the Rings, one movie every night, so we literally just turned off the TV from watching Return of the King. I thought I would have so many thoughts for you all, but nothing inside me is coherent right now. I am afraid you will never get anything coherent and full from me when it comes to this subject matter - it is far too overwhelming.

There were the typical smart-mouth jokes from us all - mine including, "Oh, my mithril twink shirt! I must have forgotten to take it off after my night at the club." And when Aragorn went to his mother's grave, "Oh, look, he is praying to the Blue Lady," (which I lost my shit trying to get the words out because Dark Angel ruins everything). And the ever popular and infamous, "Gondor has no pants! Gondor needs no pants!" And, of course, all the bazillion jokes about what kind of conditioner Legolas uses on his hair.

And then there were all the memory lane trips - "Remember how Bean was afraid to fly in the helicopter and so walked up the mountain every day?" And, "Remember when Billy and Dom convinced Elijah that Tig was a real game?" And, "Remember how Viggo, the damn dirty hippie, convinced them all to sleep outside all night just to catch that shot of the sunrise?"

And, of course, all the crying. Happy tears, sad tears, tears of overwhelming emotion. When Boromir dies. When Theoden gives his speeches and recites his poem (the Red Dawn Speech always leaves me shaken to my very core). When Faramir's left-hand man dies (I have the best fic idea for this man but I don't know his name or if he even has a name). When Pippin sings for Denethor. When Aragorn gives his speech and looks back and says, "For Frodo." (and I love that Merry and Pip are the first ones to go running after him). So many things that hit me so hard.

But nothing compares to the flood of emotions that rip through me as when Sam says, "I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you," and then picks up Frodo and fucking carries him.

I just...I don't...I can't...there aren't words in Elvish, Entish or the tongues of Men for what I feel inside.

Middle-Earth is a song that warms me at the core of everything I have.

"I am glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things."

Indeed.

The BFF just came in my room while I was typing this and I said, "I am making a post about all my feelings like a big giant girl." Her response, "Own it." So...I shall.

Ride now! Forth Eorlingas!

So, some people on my flist have had birthdays in the past week and a half. I am slightly late here, but I thought I'd say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to lathan_lover, jacks_boonie and menel!!!! Hope they were all awesome days!!!

Relatedly, Elijah Wood recently had his 30th birthday. 30th!!! Can you guys believe that?! Do you remember when he was all wee and doing "Radio Flyer"? - (my experience watching that movie deserves a post all of its own for so many reasons). Remember him in "Paradise"? "Forever Young"? "The Adventures of Huck Finn"? Remember when he was in "The Lord of the Rings"? Remember...okay, I'll stop.

( Here, have some wallpapers of the wonderful 'Lij. )

That is all for now.