I had a very vivid dream last night, which involved me being chosen as the lead character for a fairy tale themed play. Unfortunately, no one thought about informing me of this until the day of the opening performance, but they thought I could handle all 128 lines with no problem and no time to memorize. I had the music down, believe it or not, but when the curtain came up I was totally clueless. Someone had to push me on stage and I had to have lines fed to me, and I had to use the cheat sheet script stuck in the pocket of my precariously put together costume.

It wasn't even real, and I thought I would die from the embarrassment. I can't even tell you if I had a decent voice, though, because the alarm rung before I had the chance to sing.

There were also cupcakes but I won't

( HEATH! )

Go Tornadoes!

I dyed my hair! Brown, a dark brown. I needed a little change--Jackson seems to like it.

Sure hope my husband does though :/

( SETH )

Oh look, we lost. Until next year.

Who should I support for the cup now?

I love Valentine's Day!!! And chocolate!!!!

I must apologize to all the quidditch fans! Tristan was unable to attend the charity raffle because he was busy getting married.

To me.

In Cuba.

( I have some really cute pictures to prove it! )

I do hope I win that a date from that quidditch raffle, I haven't had a Valentine since...last decade.

Admitting that is not as empowering as I thought it might be.

I simply don't know how my husband and I are going to keep topping our anniversary each year. It's been two days and I'm just coming out of this love struck stupor ♥

But now it's time to don United colors!! Blue and Gold for the cup!!!

ONE MONTH WORLD YOU BETTER GET READY. someone better teach me how to do things with kids because i don't know anything!!!!!

I would like to personally welcome everyone to the Valentine's Day Date with a Quidditch Player Raffle to sponsor W.Q.W. So with out further delay I'll introduce your potential dates. Since they work extra hard, keeping the rest of us hooligans in line, Captains tickets are eight Galleons a piece, our lovely ladies' tickets run seven Galleons a piece, and the rest of us, a mere five galleons. Everyone have fun, and remember, its for charity, so play nice.


( OOC )

I do not enjoy being sick.

Not only does it restrict me to my home, but it prohibits me from having clear, inspired thoughts.

I also dislike the taste of medicine and therefore refuse to take it. What other remedies are there?

If the Kestrels win the cup, I'm naming my kid Axebanger.

( Greta )

Fucking Kestrels 5 galleons says I can get away with knocking out Barney the Fruit Bat with a bludger next game. Any team that openly touts a fruit bat as their mascot deserves no less.

Lily's birthday is-- My birthday is coming up soon, but...twenty-three? That's...that's just so old. Maybe I'll skip it this year.

Best. Weekend. Ever.