"Roberrrrrrrrtoooooooo!" she sang out, returning to her bedroom after a shower. "How's my little Bobby-poo?"

"Bobby-poo" gave her an entirely disinterested look from the corner of "his" cage, until she stuck in a baby carrot. Then Bob was all about the cute.

"Ooooooh, who's Mommy's ickle boy?" she cooed.

[Open to the housemates!]

Glinda and her staff were mostly back to normal. Mostly being the operative word, as he'd kicked her out of her room and made her sleep on the couch last night, and had insulted her wardrobe while he was locking the door ( Read more... )

Glinda put out the finishing touches on the tables, and stood back for a moment to admire her handiwork. She kept her wand nearby, in case she would need to create tents for everyone to continue the party under.

"Now I just need some guests!" she declared aloud.

[OOC: OMG you guys, I would have had this up sooner but I totally forgot before I ( Read more... )

Glinda was sitting on the edge of her bed, chewing on a sandwich and looking over her notes on what she wanted to do for her first class on Friday and at cookie recipes. "Hm, chocolate chip or sugar cookies? OOOOH!" she trilled. "Something more tropical, like white chocolate and macadamia nut! It'll be so summerific!" She grabbed a blank piece of ( Read more... )