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[03 May 2009|02:15pm] |
[marks are tentative, like her hand was shaking as she wrote]
WWell, I'm off! Um, I don't know when I'll be able to write again, but I'll let you all know how things are going as ssoon as I can.
[hexed private to Megan, Susan, Hannah, Jamie]
Wish me luck! Um, I'll let you know about any news, and.. we'll figure out a way for me to see you especially whenever I have a baby or something whenever we can. And make sure you owl me! Even if I don't get them right away, I'll manage to read them somehow. And be careful! And, um, I love you! I'm so nervous! I hope it all goes okay. It'll be okay. You ne Just stay safe! I'll talk to you soon.
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[tear stains]
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[17 Apr 2009|10:54pm] |
[in the evening]
[hexed private to Hannah, Megan, Susan, Jamie]
I think.. I only have two days.
Just two days. That's really all that's left of my months of freedom? It always seemed so far off, like I had a hundred years until the day would come around.. and now it could almost be tomorrow. It's the day after tomorrow. I'm getting married the day after tomorrow. I'm getting married to a man I've talked to as many times as I have fingers.
I'm scared.
Am I supposed to be scared?
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[hexed private to Jamie]
Um.. The wedding is on Monday. Do you think I could come say goodbye to y the kitty before then?
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[05 Apr 2009|01:08am] |
Do I believe in magic?
There's a Muggle song all about that, believing in magic - I heard it today in the coffee shop. The table near the window had a radio left on it today. It's just a little one, but I waited an hour or two and no one came back for it, so I guess it's found a home now. But I was turning the knobs to look for stations once I got it home, and there was a song asking if I - or I guess whoever was listening! - believed in magic.
Do you suppose Muggles think about that sort of thing? Do some of them actually believe in magic, even if they've never seen it? I guess I don't know much about their lives or what they believe.. But to think of all the different ways people live their lives and how much we must be ignorant of! What else don't we know?
I was just thinking about it. That's all.
Lucky that my family still doesn't know I have one of these, after that. Lucky for now, at least.
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[23 Jan 2009|12:53am] |
Months, weeks, days and it all comes down to this! Congratulations.. very much, to the happy couple. It's reaIt It's reassuring to know that true love still exists somewhere out there. Brings about the hope that some of us will be able to find it ourselves.
Does anyone know how to make applesauce? Oh, I know, that's so random, but.. well, my fiancee's father owns several orchards, and as a.. preemptive gift, I recently received several bushels. There's so many in the front of my apartment... or at least, does anyone want some? There's some sort of game about them and a bucket of water... bopping or popping or something. Oh bobbing! I might have just cheated and looked in the dictionary.. Anyway, if you'd like some, you can just mention it to me and we can set up a time for you to come get some..? I don't see how I could possibly eat them before they spoil.
[hexed private to Jamie]
I'm not sure what to say I feel like I should say I wish I had a choice. I
Sorry.
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[27 Aug 2008|03:08pm] |
I've recently come to realize that grocery shopping can be a lot of fun, if you let it. Of course, it's just nice to be out of the apar There are so many choices, especially when you go to a Muggle grocer. Some of the things they have there! I'm so unused to seeing stationary posters, too..
I went down every aisle, just to see all the different things. Every box was so colorful! But then I went down the canned aisle - they have everything in a can! Frosting in a can! Did you know frosting came in a can? - but my mother expected me to make soup and said not to get beans so I picked out a can of beans. But just before I left the aisle, I saw that there was one can on the bottom shelf that was dented and beaten up.. like maybe somebody had dropped it and put in back in favor of another one. So I put my can back and took that one home. That's probably ridiculous. But.. I felt bad for it.
So soup tonight.
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[16 Jul 2008|02:00am] |
[hexed as strongly private as she can - Jamie can still break]
Oh this is ridiculous! Less than a week to go and I don't have the slightest clue what I'm doing anymore. I'm engaged - to someone I barely know! I don't know his favorite color or whether he likes cats or even what he does for a living! All I know is that he works with my father, and really I haven't a fe feck oh! fecking clue what they even do! I don't know anything about what's going on. I want to run.
And perhaps that's why my mother has decided to stay with me until the wedding.
I miss Jamie.
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How is one to decide between roses and lilies? Centerpieces or hanging ornaments? Red or white or pink? Or even yellow? How are you supposed to decide all of this as if it really matters?
Isn't it nice outside? I wish I didn't have to spend so much time indoors these days.
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[12 Jun 2008|11:03pm] |
[hexed against DE/DE Support]
Um, I don't suppose anyone knows about wedding traditions, do they? My mother only just told me I was responsible for coming up with something old, something new, something borrowed, and something.. something.. oh darn it all! I don't remember.. but I haven't any idea what the restrictions on said 'somethings' are. Does the something old need to be an antique? Does it have to be older than five years? Or does it simply have to be something that you already own - and therefore is not new? And if that's the case, then how new does the something new have to be? And something borrowed? I don't know who to ask to borrow something from.. And can you combine them? Could I borrow something old from someone and that would cover two of them? Or must they be separate? Are there any other wedding traditions I should know about? Any other surprises that will be pulled on me at the last moment?
I do wish I remembered the last one. I think I may make the worst wife there ever was
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[28 Oct 2007|08:59pm] |
[hexed private to self - Jamie could break if he tried]
This is impossible.
It's evolved into madness around here. It's all "the wedding this" and "the wedding that". I don't even get to sleep in my apartment alone anymore, someone's always here, deciding on something new or falling asleep on my couch, and I don't have the heart or the authority to ask them to leave. That might be the one good thing about getting married, is that I'll finally be the woman of a house and can ask other women to GET OUT. I have seen enough flowers, wedding dresses, catering menus for a lifetime. I've learned enough sacred rituals, superstitions, and had enough tea pouring lessons for a lifetime. More than one lifetime. I almost wish it would hurry up and get over with so I just wouldn't be able to wish anymore. Once I'm married, there are no other options. Once I'm married to him, once I accept that it's my life, it'll evolve into something. I know it will. It might not be love, but it'll be something, and it surely won't be like Mother and Father. I won't let it be. I'm more of a person than she ever was.
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[hexed against DE/DE Supporters]
Does anyone happen to know which method is most efficient for people arriving in large groups? We could set up a fireplace for Floo, I suppose, but that would be sort of messy.. and my mother is paranoid about opening up Apparation for just anyone. I suggested they Apparate to a nearby site, but my mother thinks it's unfair to expect them to walk a block or two in formalwear. Not to mention it's untraditional..
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[18 Oct 2007|08:59pm] |
I wonder if clumsiness rubs off on people. I spent the other day with my cousins, who are lovable but rather uncoordinated..my aunt scolds at them all the time for it. And just now, I knocked over an entire bottle of ink and splashed the carpet something awful. It wasn't really that hard to clean up, a couple spells and poof! Carpet's clean and white again. But still, it kind of bothered me: I mean, how long have I been training to be poised and beautiful and I just thought it was kind of ironic, since I teased them--out of earshot of our mothers--about not conforming to their standards of collectedness.
Collectedness? I don't even know if that's a word. And I don't even have a dictionary in this flat! I really should shop and pick up a few more of the bare essentials, but I don't know how much of it I'd be allowed to take to the new house, so I suppose I'd better not...I've spent a lot of my time recently brushing up on my more useful spells and reading quite a few books, but I haven't ventured out into Diagon Alley for about a week. The Death Eaters have been quiet, and I don't want to be the next victim..
Oh! I have good news, too. My husband fiancee will have regular business meetings on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so I'll be able to get out of the house more often than I thought I would. Thank bloody Merlin for that! So don't worry about not being able to see me: we'll just hope you can get one of those two days free, and that my mother-in-law saves her visits for another time..
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[29 Sep 2007|08:58pm] |
It certainly is a sad week for this world, isn't it?
I didn't don't know Oliver Wood or Katie Bell, but I've seen them on these journals...I'm glad that both of you are okay, in any case. It must have been terrifying.. I can't imagine it myself, and forgive me, but I don't want to. I'm just glad that there was no lasting damage physically at least and that you'll both be back up and around for your finals. It's frightening that the Death Eaters are getting so bold
Demelza, we're long overdue for that movie! When are you free?
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[17 Sep 2007|08:58pm] |
Seven weeks until my wedding.
It doesn't seem like that much time, really, I guess. I thought I had a lot longer, but my mother keeps writing and sending owl after owl into my apartment with little reminders. Dress fittings, flower choices, formalities and customs and ideas on how to act around "the man". I hardly remember his name anymore, they refer to him like he's something to fear and admire.
I wonder if Lai would be my bridesmaid if she hadn't broken out. Would that be allowed?
I'd invite you all, but my father dictates that it's only supposed to be family and close friends of his..though I certainly wish you all could be there But we'll still see each other afterward, assuming my husband says it's okay. It won't be so bad. It'll be great.
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[28 Aug 2007|08:57pm] |
My mother stopped by today, to take me shopping for a teapot for the new house...it's big. Really big. Disgustingly big The house, I mean, not the teapot. The teapot is perfectly tiny, and it holds maybe four cups of tea. Which should be enough, since I'm not supposed to drink more tea than my husband when we're sitting together, and he never drinks more than one cup. And, if I were to prepare tea for guests, it's impolite for them to have more cups of tea than I do, and I can settle with one cup, which will allow for the teapot to be useful if impractical.
And I went to Diagon Alley today...alone, actually, once my mother had gone to make dinner for my father and brother. It was scary intriguing. Very busy, much busier than I recall it when I went with others.
Um, would anyone like to come to my flat sometime? I could show off my newfound tea pouring skills!
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