We take a walk, the sun is shining down

eighteen ♥

Tue, 27 Dec 2011 22:19:38 GMT

This time of year is so difficult, now. I'm glad I have babies to distract me.

seventeen ♥

Tue, 06 Sep 2011 00:34:02 GMT

I'm on bed rest again. Can you HEAR me pouting? Because it sounds very frowny faced.

sixteen ♥

Wed, 15 Jun 2011 15:16:50 GMT

OH MY GOODNESS! All of these baby entries and here I am not even knowing the gender of the one in my womb. I should be anxious, right? I'm not! Excited is a better word! I know he or she will be beautiful and showered with love from this family.

Sage is home from Hogwarts and is such a good helper with Augie. He's going to be a great dad some day!

fifteen ♥

Tue, 03 Aug 2010 17:44:16 GMT

I don't want to send Sage back to Hogwarts this year.

fourteen ♥

Wed, 16 Jun 2010 17:34:04 GMT

I worry about my brother. He spends every day outside, sitting and staring at the street. I ask him what he's thinking, but he won't tell me. I know he's depressed, but... I just don't know what to do. I've never seen him like this. Sage is not the quiet sort, or he used to not be. I don't even know what he is anymore. Moses has tried talking to him, too, but I guess it's still too soon for him. I wish he would open up. I think that would help.

And Augie is doing great. He's rambunctious. Well, as rambunctious has you can be at six months. I think he's definitely a mum's boy but he has his dad's adventurous spirit. I think he might just need some siblings. Maybe.

thirteen ♥

Fri, 15 Jan 2010 03:56:05 GMT

HELP

NOW

twelve ♥

Tue, 29 Dec 2009 18:20:11 GMT

There's a moping and restless fifteen year-old boy in my house. And I'm bedridden. And I don't know what to do with him. Or myself.

~~I want my family back.~~

eleven ♥

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 21:29:16 GMT

NO

HOW COULD YOU? YOUR OWN FAMILY?

WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY

WHY DON'T YOU JUST KILL ALL OF US, THEN?

ten ♥

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 09:17:05 GMT

I can't see my feet. Or stand up without falling back into my seat at least twice. And Celeste keeps nosing my belly. And we're out of marshmallows.

THIS ENTRY IS TOO WHINY. :(

nine ♥

Fri, 21 Aug 2009 09:14:22 GMT

My clothes don't fit. :(

eight ♥

Wed, 22 Jul 2009 05:26:07 GMT

OH SWEET CIRCE. MOSES ALEXANDER DODDERIDGE, I DO NOT CARE WHAT PERILOUS ADVENTURE YOU ARE UNDOUBTEDLY ENGAGED IN RIGHT NOW. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU AND I NEED YOU TO NOT DIE WHILE I DISTRACT YOU. YOU SHOULD SIT DOWN, BY THE WAY. EVEN IF IT'S ON SOME SANDY FLOOR OF A TOMB.

AND TO EVERYONE ELSE: YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO PESTER ME ABOUT THIS ~SECRET BUSINESS~ UNTIL I'VE SPOKEN TO MY HUSBAND, WHICH I STILL GET A KICK OUT OF SAYING OR WRITING. MY HUSBAND. IT'S MARVELOUS.

seven ♥

Sun, 12 Apr 2009 06:24:22 GMT

☺

six ♥

Fri, 10 Apr 2009 22:41:20 GMT

OH. OOOOH. I THINK THIS WHAT A PANIC ATTACK FEELS LIKE.

five ♥

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 09:00:44 GMT

four ♥

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 10:32:17 GMT

LOOK

WHAT

BOYFRIEND

CAN

MAKE

THE

WORDS

DO!

ISN'T

AMAZING?

three ♥

Tue, 04 Mar 2008 04:20:46 GMT

Sigh.

Yup. That's all I've got to say.

Sigh.

two ♥

Sun, 27 Jan 2008 11:46:40 GMT

Moses Dodderidge is a wonderful snog. I highly recommend that you try one. Then we can all snog him at the same time. I can see no flaw in this plan. =)

one ♥

Wed, 23 Jan 2008 11:23:36 GMT

Oh, for Circe's sake! My colours are all frozen. It's a wonder my pipes haven't joined them. I think it's the old wonky faucet that's saved them.

Maybe I should just become a slag. Think I could afford heat then?

Hmmm. I think I have a lighter around here somewhere. That should thaw them. I think. Or maybe I should just crack them out of their tins and rub them about on the parchment. Ice art! Wouldn't that be lovely?

Graemey Graeme Graeme! Want to help me with my lines? I need to know the entire first act by the end of the week. I'm supposed to put on a German accent. And it's bloody dreadful at the moment, I'm afraid.