My Land, My Rules

Nell had everything clean and ready to go by the time people were to arrive. She'd made a batch of vegan brownies since the Detective was planning to join them tonight and she wanted to make sure he could have something sweet as well should he choose.

She was bustling along as usual and marveling once again at the sheer amazement and wonder of not only having friends, but being able to have them at her house without fear of reprisal. It was a good feeling, even if there was a tinge of sadness over other things.

Nell also couldn't help but smile after hearing on radio that apparently one of the classes yesterday had been about baseball. Maybe they all should have attended!

Nell had made and bought a variety of snack type goods for the evening. There were several types of beer cooling in the refrigerator and brownies baking in the oven. As usual her house was clean enough that you could practically have eaten off the floors.

Had she in an unusual fit of nervousness looked through her closet trying to figure out what one wore to watch a baseball game? Perhaps, but since she decided not to be silly and gone with what she'd already been wearing (and of course put everything else back neatly) no one would ever know for sure.

The kittens were up in one of their cat trees watching the preparations with interest - when they weren't dozing or tussling with each other.

Now all that was left was to wait for her guests to arrive.