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Your Heart Will Be True by Write Sisters	6 Review(s)
Lady Saruman	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/26/2006
OMG! How did the people know you were sick, and I never knew! Okay, I went to ff.net and read your story there. It was really bittersweet. And I see that you're posting late, but I understand. I'm sick too, really badly. Oh, here's an account of our Westward Ho! Day (The thing with the square dancing.)It wasn't bad at all, it was sooooooooooo fun! I loved it, and as you can see, below explains my change of heart about square dancing--but only one condition, as stated below. On Friday we had the Westward Ho! Day. It really wasn't bad like I thought it would be--in fact, I think it was one of the happiest days in my life. The square dancing was actually fun. You see, I think I understand now why I hated the dancing before. It was because during all those rehearsals, I was always paired up with a guy that I didn't know, and so dancing with him felt awkward and strange. But today, I was assigned to a group where the guys there were my friends, and the girls that were in my group were also my friends. But, here is a detailed account of my day: I woke up in the morning at 8 o' clock, since class starts at 9:10 today. I had my breakfast and junk, and here was the trouble. My dad had no plaid shirts, but he certainly did have shirts that looked really western-y, and I had trouble deciding which one I wanted. Then, I had to tie my hair in a ponytail, but I looked so much like a guy! I grabbed the cowboy hat and zoomed out the car. There was a problem with the car for the last couple of days now. The engine kept sputtering and refused to turn on. Now, this car is a pretty old car. We've had it for 10 years--or, rather, 4 months short of ten years, so it's a wonder that it even runs that long. But, it finally turned on, and I got to school, thankfully not late. First, we went to our silent reading class to get our schedules. When I recieved mine, I found that my third choice, which was ice-cream, got crossed out, since we had time for only four periods. The people who decided our schedule for us certainly had hearts. They gave us our last choices for first and our first choices for last--so that we get the best for last. But here was my schedule as follows: Pathfinders, Spiritual Pouches, Applesauce, and Indian Beading. Pathfinders: It was sooooo boring! We were given compass-like objects and we had to follow directions which we got on a piece of paper. This was a bit of what the paper said: Turn right 60 degrees, and walk 8 paces. Turn right 120 degrees, and walk 5 paces. And so on.... It totally didn't make any sense! Finally, we gave up and copied off what my other friends got. We then played MASH (do you know what that is?). My friends paired each other off with such disgusting people! The bell rang, and we went to our second period with wet bottoms from sitting on the grass. Spiritual Pouches: This class was one of my favorites. The teacher explained the significance of these pouches--that Indians used them to hold objects that were spiritual to them. We then got to choose our colors, and the work began. Well, of course we weren't expected to finish within three-quarters of an hour, and so our teacher told us that she would draw us out of silent reading the next week so that we could finish our work. Applesauce: IT WAS ABSOLUTELY MY FAVORITE! IT WAS SO FUN! We got to peel and shred the apples, but we didn't necessarily make the applesauce. First, our teacher taught us how to peel the skin of the apple with a peeler. She was making it really clear, because the earlier periods made a fiasco of it, and well, there were accidents. My friend then accidentally cut her thumb, and she had to stop immediately. She then watched us peel and "shred" the apples into tiny little pieces. Her wound wasn't wide, but it certainly was deep. The blood wouln't stop gushing out, and despite everybody's efforts to stem the flow of blood, it still came out as easily as anything. Finally, after almost an hour, did the blood stop flowing and she was able to do the apples. We only had ten minutes left of the period. This was how the whole process went: 1. We peeled the apples. 2. We then had this apple separating thing that was circular and it had seven "blades" to it--well, they weren't exactly blades, but they were sharp enough to cut into the apple. This was my favorite part. You put the apple so that the core was perfectly perpendicular to the flat of the table, then you fit the apple cutter thing on it. You then push down, and it separates the core from the apple and separates the apple into six pieces. It was a very neat process, and the aftermath of the cutting produced beautiful results. 3. We were given plastic knives so that we have to chop the apples into tiny little pieces. It was fun, certainly, but it sure was messy work! Some guys at a neighboring table decided to experiment, and they broke an apple in half just by using their hands. It was cool, but it created a shower of juice that flew into their faces and a big mess for them to clean up afterwards. Indian beading: This wasn't even Indian beading. We just made bracelets out of regular E-beads and that was it. We were all fooled! We actually thought that we going to get the beads that Indians use. The people who gave us this choice could have taken out the "Indian" part, and we wouldn't have been so decieved. After that, we went into the gym to watch the people from band and auxilaries dance, since they couldn't do it the time that we originally going to do it, due to the fact that they MUST be present during 6th period because they have to perform in the Camillia festival tomorrow. It was fun watching them dance, because we've only seen ourselves dance, and we don't know what that looked like. Then, there was the "Western Costume American Idol" contest. That part was kind of boring, but in the end two people (with really bad costumes, in my opinion) won. LUNCHTIME! At first we thought that it was really going to be good, since all the teachers said thatt it would be. But, in my opinion, it wasn't that good, and some things just make me SICK. We had barbecue beef in bread, which was pretty good, and we also got baked beans, corn bread, applesauce, and some lemonade. Okay, the baked beans were simply disgusting. I thought it would taste like how regular baked beans taste like, but instead, it was disgusting because it was all sweet and stuff. The corn bread tasted like this raw food thing I ate before. The "applesauce", as the teachers call it, wasn't really applesauce at all. It was just the apples that we cut earlier, still in little pieces. The only difference was that perhaps it looked a little bit more rotten, and brown sugar had been added to it. The lemonade just tasted like those bottled lemonade that you could buy at the store, instead of lemonade that we actually make with their own hands. Then, here came the best part: square dancing. I used to hate it, but if you get to dance with a friend, then it can really be satisfying, and the people in our group were hysterical. When the teacher told us to do our own thing, we were to go to the center of the circle (the groups we're in always stand in a circle, if you've ever seen square dancing before, you'll understand me) and do our own thing. When I got called up, I took off my hat and whacked my friend with it as revenge. See, when we had to do that left-hand star and the right-hand star (that's when you all put your hands up inwards and walk the opposite direction of the hand that you're pointing up. E.g., if we have a right-hand star, then our right hand goes up and inward, and we walk to the left.) Well, my friend grabbed my hand (you weren't supposed to though) and pinched it, so I got my revenge by whacking her with my hat. The guys from our group were even funnier. One even jumped up really high (I could have sworn he took kung-fu class) and pretended to kick my partner. That was funny!!!!! My partner's hat fell off and that "kung-fu" guy's bandana fell off. The other PE classes came out to watch us, but this time, we really didn't care. It was fun! After that, the best part came: the teachers had to square dance! It was funny, because five of the teachers were ladies, and so they got to pick their own guys (which happened to be students) to dance with them. That was truly a hysterical scene because the guys were all shorter than the teachers. There was then a guy-girl mixup, because when they had to dance with their corner partner, but they found themselves facing another female because the two boys were somehow mixed up and stood next to each other. But, they still danced. They had quite a large audience, consisting of almost 200 people, because our team was there, except some of them had band and auxilaries, but other people came too. Ah, it was a great day. It was tiring though. >_< We are going to have to dance again, because of Civil War day in March, but for now, we are savoring our moments. The End ^_^ OK, I hope you feel better and hopefully you'll get well soon! And don't force yourself to post if you're not feeling well or if you're busy! -Lady Saruman ^_~ P.S. Here's a mountainful of chocolate to keep you going: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Yum~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hershey's~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~chocolatechocolate~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~chocolatechocolatechocolate~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~chocolatechocolatechocolatechocolate~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~chocolatechocolatechocolatechocolatechocolate~~~~~~ ~chocolatechocolatechocolatechocolatechocolatechocolate~ -Lady Saruman ^_^ I hope you like my mountain! ;) Author Reply: Sorry about leaving you out of the loop! I didn't actually mention it to everyone -- just a few people, as the subject came up. I'm feeling a good deal better now, but (as you will read in the author's note) we hit a birthday and that required a further delay! Now I just hope YOU feel better soon! Regarding your Westward Ho! day: Sounds like you had some let-downs, but also some major fun! Especially your square-dancing!! I'm SO glad you got a chance to try it with friends -- that's dancing at its most enjoyable! You have some really cool, really goofy pals there. grin The one time our group ever tried a square-dance with the 'do something of your own' bit added, I tried a bit of Irish Step Dancing I'd been learning on the side and nearly kicked my poor partner in the shins. laughs I would have paid good money to see your teachers try it… It's a key part of good dancing to keep going even after a mistake has been made. I've seen dances where, in the course of a really bad mix-up, EVERYBODY winds up trading partners. Usually those don't actually manage to come to a tidy finish because things get too confusing and everyone stops mid-gypsy. You have the best laughs over those, though — properly finished dances are a dime-a-dozen and don't stick in your head as well! Imagine how long you'll have the memory of whacking your friend with your hat… grin That's cool that you got to dress up for it too! It's too bad that some of the classes were not at advertised, and that lunch was rather 'packaged' in nature. I guess that happens when they're trying to accommodate that many kids. Makes you wonder what the real pioneers would have made of your lunch…? grin Imagine a lady in a bonnet twitching convulsively over the lemonade. Thanks a bundle for all the chocolate! Me and chocolate: we're pals. And even more, thanks for being understanding about the posting delay — that means a lot to us! Get better soon! passes over half the chocolate and some chicken soup That'll cure anything. :-D

Imbecamiel	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/21/2006
slinks in I did mean to review before the last minute this time... Honestly! I actually started this this afternoon. But then I has Physics class, and then I wound up babysitting three children until ten. So here I am now, in the middle of the night, yet again... sighs One of these days I’ll get my act together... Really... Oh man... moans A man who's lived a life like Bartho's certainly does have plenty for Vardnauth to work with. And then adding Lindamar into the mix... As if the pain of her betrayal weren't bad enough, even after it's had all these years to fade, he's forced to relive it just as it was then - only now I very much doubt he has even the power he might have had then, to hold on to hope and remember the things that are good in his life, not just the bad. Yes - Arien, just in time! You two are wonderful at finding realistic ways for the women to be strong, and take a part in the action, while still staying far from the realms of Mary-Suedom, and keeping true to their character. I do admire your abilities to write women so much! One would think that, being a woman myself, I'd have an advantage and find it easier to write women. Unfortunately, what one would think is often quite the opposite of the truth... :-P Ah, and now she's crying on him again... Hehe, lucky for him, this time he is not bewildered as to the cause or suddenness of it, and knows how to handle it. LOL, on the subject of crying, it reminds me of what my brother was telling me about the church men's retreat he and Dad just went on. They were discussing the right way to handle various tough situations, and the leader said, "Now, what about this: you come home from work, and the first thing your wife does is to burst into tears. What should you do?" And the answer was shouted out... "PRAY!" "Good! And then what?" "Ah... I'm still praying." Apparently it's not only characters in books who find it frightening... g jumps ACK! Heh, and here we are, back to rule number one in the heroe’s combat handbook: “Never, never, NEVER turn your back on a “dead” or “unconscious” enemy, unless you are absolutely, positively, beyond-a-doubt certain that they are either dead or totally incapacitated. Ways to ensure this include: chopping off their head (Note: in the case of certain undead/supernatural/really really tall enemies or relatives of the hydra, this strategy may not be effective.); burning the body (Note: setting on fire the house it is in is NOT an effective way of doing this. There are too many possible escape routes, and you can’t keep an eye on all of them.); stabbing them multiple times through the heart (Note: in the case of non-human opponents, make certain that you really do know where their heart is located.); severely crippling/removing your opponents legs and/or arms (Note: it is still imperative to ensure that all possible weapons are FAR out of reach of your opponent. This is a precautionary measure the neglect of which has lead to the demise of many heroes. It is difficult to ascertain to what level hatred/determination may affect your enemy’s ability to temporarily overcome crippling.). There are, of course other possible measures of varying degrees of permanency that might be taken. However, it is generally agreed by experts that the safest policy is to first “kill” the enemy, then stab it through the heart with a wooden stake (to reduce risks of vampirism), decapitate, then burn the body until reduced to ashes.The ashes should then be placed in a locked metal box (to reduce risks of an animal or plant inadvertently ingesting them and becoming posessed. You never know...), which can be disposed of safely in a volcano. Of course, there are still risks of the enemy’s ghost decideing to haunt you, but if that happens, you’re on your own. Deal with it.” Ahem. All that to say, BARTHO LOOK OUT! This is really Pippin’s day... er... night! He does quite a good job as a one-hobbit bodyguard service! Good tactics, too... Hehe, I guess if it works for a Witch King, it ought to be pretty effective on an ordinary human. g The picture of a little hobbit comforting a cute little girl... Awww... gets goofy grin at the sweet mushiness of it taps foot impatiently Duurben, where are you... Oh. There you are. scowls And about time, too! Ah well... everyone survived, so I suppose it can be forgiven... THIS time. Next time, though, you might want to show up five minutes earlier, ‘stead of letting the villain escape. Just an idea... LOL! But of COURSE Bartho is “fine”. He is one of Aragorn’s men, after all... g And naturally, since he’s fine, he wouldn’t need to stop by the Houses of Healing... on his way to meet Faramir... two days from now... and to be on his way all the faster, he’s just going to jump out the window... Naturally. This guy really doesn’t know the meaning of “take it easy” does he? ROTFL! And how could the weather prediction possibly be good, with Bartho around? Gotta love this guy... g Wonderful chapter, as always! Looking forward to more! Imbecamiel P.S. I'm very sorry to hear you're sick! I certainly hope you're feeling better now... Aw, believe me, I do know how much work goes into getting a chapter ready to post and responding to reviews (especially when certain reviewers insist on sending you monster epic reviews at the last possible second... sheepish) - especially as often as you post! And really, even if you don't always post exactly on time, you've certainly never been terribly late. It's not as bad as all that! P.P.S. Aww... pouts No matter how many times I try, I never can seem to be quite persuasive enough to get authors to give me spoilers... sighs There is one thing I've been wondering about Vardnauth, though, that I think you should be able to answer without giving anything away... Knowing your past liking for giving characters names that actually do mean something, I've been trying to puzzle out his. The Sindarin "nauth" (thought) would seem to fit the ending of his name perfectly, but nothing in Sindarin seems to fit the first half quite right... Does it perhaps come from the Quenya "vara" (soiled or dirty) and "nause" (imagination) or "nauta" (bound or obliged)? That would certainly seem to fit... LOL, or maybe it comes from something different that I'm missing entirely? P.P.P.S. snickers Ah yes, characters do have an annoying tendency to ignore their creators, don't they? Rather amazing how the moment the get a name, they start to think it makes them independent creatures who can decide for themselves the part they're going to play... Hehe, but at least your characters don't seem to be actually out to get you like Polly's (from S.N.W.C.G.) are. Especially her villain... shakes head P.P.P.P.S. LOL! That is a very good point about the hobbits... Hehe, it's so funny, they're one of the few races in ME who are, deep down, totally different from what they appear on the surface. Certainly makes for some interesting surprises. g P.P.P.P.P.S. Hehe, oh yes, I love that quote about Aragorn, too! You're right, characters who at first don't seem to be good at all, and look threatening, are somehow more comforting in the end, when you actually know they're good. I think it must have something to do with knowing they're nicer and better than they appear at first, rather than seeing an apparently good person, and wondering whether they might actually be worse than they seem... Besides, they tend to be so tough, you know that, whatever happens, they're not going to crack. And even if no one else does, they tend to be the ones who really pull through in the end. P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Wow! If I'd have known you'd be so interested in our forum, I would have given you a link to it and saved you the trouble! I figured you probably had plenty of people asking you to look at their websites or check out their blogs and such, and I certainly didn't want to make you feel pressured or obliged to check it out, just to be nice ;-) I'm very glad you like the looks of it, though! We're all very excited to have you join us! Author Reply: We seem to always start out this way, don't we? grin You meant to review earlier, and I meant to post the day before yesterday… sigh Ah well, what is is what is. Moving on! wink Yet another example of an idea suddenly showing a fresh facet: it was only well after we'd decided that Vardnauth was going to have that strange power that we suddenly considered what would happen if Bartho ran into him. To say we blanched would be an understatement! I believe our words were, "Ho, boy." It made for good confrontation material, though, and that's always nice when you're writing. hugs Imbecamiel You have paid us a truly marvelous compliment! We've had the exact same problems you describe: despite being female ourselves, the female character is the most difficult sort for us to write! If we have managed to avoid Mary-Sue-dom, then we shall now shout with glee and cavort around our bedroom… bounces I'm serious, writing girls kind of stresses us out; especially after all the effort it took to fend people off of Findel during the height of the Mary-Sue Witch Hunts. laughs That is really hilarious! I'd imagine Bartho was doing a good bit of praying too — but you're right: he's getting better at the comforting gig. A major step for such a no-touchy kind of guy! grin Maybe we just like to torture him. having barely recovered from the previous laugh, Sarah falls from her chair in howls of laughter Oh, my word! "However, it is generally agreed by experts that the safest policy is to first “kill” the enemy, then stab it through the heart with a wooden stake (to reduce risks of vampirism), decapitate, then burn the body until reduced to ashes. The ashes should then be placed in a locked metal box (to reduce risks of an animal or plant inadvertently ingesting them and becoming possessed. You never know...), which can be disposed of safely in a volcano. Of course, there are still risks of the enemy’s ghost deciding to haunt you, but if that happens, you’re on your own. Deal with it.” tumbles out of sight under desk You have just provided my Major Laugh for the day! Many thanks — I needed that. grin And lookee there, Bartho heard you! The 'stab them in the knee' tactic seems to work very well for hobbits, doesn't it? Probably because that's the spot that's easiest for them to reach. And it's funny what a lot Pippin wound up doing! I don't think I really realized that until I sat back and read it for the third time… Here was a prime example of a character out of control…and he's not even ours! grins Duurben, late (as is becoming his wont)! Of course if he'd caught the villain, we wouldn't have much of a story left, and that would be a bummer! Funny how Bartho seems to attract such affection, considering what a bone-headed grump he is… laughs Honestly, we love hearing reactions to him! He has the unfortunate knack of failing to look after himself; one more reason he should either stick close to Erynbenn, or marry Arien. Ha! More on that in a minute… I'm feeling lots better now! I managed to accidentally shove a sewing needle under my thumbnail in the Great Lederhosen-Button-Sewing Incident of 2006, but it stopped hurting now, and some things must be sacrificed for one's paycheck. grin Ah, the complexities of elvish translating! Now you see why we seldom try it in language form, sticking solely to names instead. I'm not sure what dictionary you have, but ours translated 'Vardnauth' as 'ruler of thought' in Sindarin (a definition that would have been a spoiler at the beginning of the story, but isn't now). grin I'm impressed you tried to figure it out! Whatever the differences in our sources, they seem to have matched pretty close on the basic idea. Kirotis is out to get Polly? Egads! That doesn't sound good. No, our villains have never behaved violently towards us; that's a mercy! I think you've hit it spot on regarding the rough looking people also being the people who are tough enough to survive and be useful! I completely agree. Oh, and it was really no trouble finding the site — that’s the beauty of the internet! And we really appreciate you thinking of us that way. It was nice not to feel pressured — but even nicer to be invited! grin Thanks for the fantastic feedback!

RS	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/21/2006
Whew! That was close. I can rest for a little bit. Hope Bartho has a safe trip. This is so action-packed! Love those dwarves! "Pippin had the warning of a trembling lip"... I LOVE THAT! This chapter was awesome! Thanks for the chocolate! How did you know chocolate was my favorite food group?! Author Reply: grin We like our calls close. Happily your queries into Bartho's safety are about to be answered. SO glad you liked the action!! And we're glad we've found a chocolate lover; always a pleasure to hand it round! Thank you for the review! passes the chocolates

Vilwarin	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/20/2006
Ah, now we see what happened to the dwarves' tools, I would not have tought that. Arien and an old vase, I can so well imagine Vardnauth going down and Arien appearing behind him, that is so female' lol Oh, my poor Bartho, Duurben's coming was not a moment to soon! Bartho should have killed Vardnauth when he had the chance to do it! Ah, Pippin the hero, the brave one has deserved a hug. Ha, dealing with upset and crying children is never easy. I am glad that everyone is doing fine enough. Men,always wanting to be too brave for their own good. ~Vil Author Reply: Ah, yes! Reason #410 to keep an eye on your tools... (reason #409 having been 'because an intruding pirate might try to use them to remove his manacles') grins Glad you enjoyed the Arien mental picture! What is it about gals and vases? It certainly proves her resourceful. Indeed, Bartho should have! Or should he have...? I suppose, IF he had, this story would be a lot shorter, and we'd miss hearing from you! There are few things so terrifying as crying children; especially when you have none of your own! Go ahead and hug the hobbit -- I'm sure he could use it. And that description especially applies to men who live near Aragorn! Perhaps he rubs off on them... Thanks for the wonderful review!

Lady Saruman	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/20/2006
Oh no, I don't get the choice of giving up square dancing or not--it's part of my history class, remember? I'm not taking classes--this is actual SCHOOL. It's for our Westward Ho! Movement day. And I forgot to mention in my earlier review--Well, Vardnauth certainly didn't walk out of the story unscathed. It's a wonder he survived that fall. Well, as they say, two heads ARE better than one, except in this case, it's two uhhhh....ummmmm..oh yeah! Two FORCES are better than one. Grin Thanks for the soda and the ice pack. It didn't help any, since I still need to barf (refer to my review below), but I least I quenched my thirst! Grins even wider byebye!

Lady Saruman	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/20/2006
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! So many things happening at once! I like the way that you tell the story. It switches back and forth between scenes, very good job. I don't think I could have done that. OMG! Lindamar! I thought Lindamar was a male elf, because the -mar part sounded like a guy's name, and it sounded like a name that an elf would have adopted. Wow, now all we readers know that she used to be Bartho's love. I wonder what information she told her father about that Bartho had trusted her with. And I hope the next chapter explains that, and why he got arrested. I liked this quote: He saw Lindamar turn and leave the room, he saw the men coming to arrest him. He saw Lindamar, outside the bars, a sort of bewildered expression in her pretty eyes, but when he tried to meet her gaze, she turned away. Again she turned her back. Again his heart broke. How romantically tragic; if she told her father the "something" that he had trusted her with, then I don't think she would be bewildered. But then again, it might have been something that she never expected. And: It was her who had told her father who he was. He had trusted her. Does this mean that someone had told Lindamar's father something about him, and Bartho found out that someone told, and then he finally realized that it was his love who betrayed him? And Arien should have known better. A vase breaking over somebody's head wouldn't be enough to knock them OUT, only knock them DOWN. And especially if the somebody is Vardnauth. Hooray for the dwarves! And Pippin! They're the real heros. Well, don't keep me on the roller coaster for long! This time, I'm gonna barf...eek >_< And I certainly don't know what you see in square dancing. Goodbye! Hershey's hugs/kisses, Lady Saruman ^_^ but then, this: >_< What? I'm the first reviewer AGAIN! THIRD TIME!!! YAY! I FEEL REALLY SPECIAL NOW! ^_~ Author Reply: hands Lady Saruman Really Special First Review award Congratulations! Well, I must say I'm glad you like our back-and-forth style... It's a product of us both being very visual in the way we dream up things, which has much the same effect as writing a scene for a movie. There's always a worry, though, that that style doesn't work without a screen to watch it on, so I'm glad you enjoyed it! Ah, yes, Lindamar was a woman! She's a big part of Bartho's back story, but we actually don't cover much more about her in this tale. If you'd like all the details of hers and Bartho's relationship, you can read about it at this link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1522443/13/ The first part of the chapter won't make sense to you, but if you go down to the first page divider you'll find the part where Legolas asks who Lindamar is, and that covers hers and Bartho's history. grin Poor guy! Unfortunately, Arien went to handmaiden school instead of marshal arts. sighs Everybody seems to take Villain Unconsciousness a bit for granted, don't they? Yes, I think Diamond will be happy to hear about this particular event! Or maybe she'll just storm at Pippin for being a reckless husband... shrugs Ah, well. Like I said, dancing isn't for everyone, and like as not: it's just not your cup of tea. I just didn't want you to miss out on any fun you might still be able to have with it! More chocolate for us? You spoil us truly rotten! Thank you so much for you wonderful review!

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