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[09 May 2012|11:40am]
Hexed Private
It's bollocks like this that really make me miss my mum. She always had something insightful to say or would try and distract us from how horrible things are.

I'm sick of this, all of this, just so tried of everything.

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[24 Apr 2012|06:00pm]
Warded to friends
The cinema up the street from my house is having their classic Disney film marathon this Saturday afternoon. They're showing Bambi, Dumbo, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White and Cinderella. Is anyone interested in going? They have free refills on popcorn and soda. It will make you feel young at heart, any takers?
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What is going with the last stage of the apocalypse weather we're having? My umbrella did that thing where it blows inside out and is rendered useless. Thank goodness I was on my way home and didn't care that I looked like I stuck my finger in a light socket and had Alice Cooperesque eye makeup going on. My family all ready loves me, I don't need to try for them.

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[13 Apr 2012|03:41pm]
So, you know how when you don't live with someone for ages and then you live with them again you realise what annoying habits they have but you forgot about them? My sister Charlotte has moved in with us for "an indefinite" amount of time and she's driving me mad. Don't get me wrong, I really appreciate what she's doing, taking time from her life to get things in order for my dad and I. But she's driving me mad and I feel too guilty about feeling mad. She's always over my shoulder telling me not to eat that cheeseburger because that cow had a face and it suffered for my gluttony. When I was getting ready for work this morning, she told me my makeup looked "commercial" and that I was buying into the cosmetics' companies ideals of beauty. I like my lipstick, I make no apologies for that. I love her, she's a good sister despite being a nagging hippie, I'm just not used to sharing a room and everything again.

Friday the 13th, you have not done me in yet. I fully expect the ceiling to cave in over my desk now or to wear my dinner over my knew cream blouse. I'm staying ever vigilant.

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[06 Apr 2012|12:30pm]
Warded Private
One week, made it through one work week of trying to get things back to normal. Well, not normal, just into a pattern that could be categorised as normal. Its still so strange to wake up and she's not there. I can't stop feeling guilty about complaining that Mothering Sunday fell on the day after St. Patrick's Day. I'm such a horrible, selfish daughter.

We're all living under one roof again, except for Callie who went back to school this week. Its just strange having everyone back home. Charlotte has really stepped up, I had my doubts, she's such a weird, flighty lunatic, going on rants about the government half the time. I had forgotten what a normal, functioning human being she could be. Its comforting having everyone together.

I don't know how to go on from this. I literally stood in my kitchen this morning and felt lost for a moment. How do people get over these things? Its just so baffling to me.

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[25 Mar 2012|12:48pm]
Friends
Thank you for your kind words and well wishes, they were most appreciated. We're going to have the funeral for my mum on Friday, March 30th at St. George's church, at 4pm. I'll owl out the directions if anyone is interested in attending. We'll be having the wake at our house after wards, there will be food and drinks and everything if anyone is interested in attending that as well.

DP employees
I'll be taking the week off of work to help my dad with the arrangements and all. If I was working on any of your stories, I've made sure to leave you all in capable fact checking hands with extensive notes on what I had all ready finished. If you need anything, just owl me, I'll be at home in Leeds.

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[22 Mar 2012|09:47pm]
Warded to Friends
My mum was supposed to go to Diagon Alley for some books or something for her pupils today and she still hasn't returned. With the recent attack on Diagon Alley, I feel like being worried is more than all right.

I hope she's not in the hospital or anything. I'm worried where she could be.

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[18 Mar 2012|11:40am]
Why is Mothering Sunday the day after St. Patrick's day? Honestly why? Despite curtailing my partying instincts, it's been a very pleasant day. Alex, Charlotte and I, Callie is away at school and missing all this. We made her Catchlove donut french toast, which is amazing and delicious with strawberry sauce. And soaks up all your St. Patrick's day debauchery quite well I might add.

My french toast recipe )

May your Mothering Sunday be a good one and hang over free of course.

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[05 Mar 2012|10:26am]
Nothing says Monday morning like being blasted awake by a screaming alarm clock, dropping my cup of coffee and spilling it all over my new shoes as I was coming into the DP building and realising I have forgotten my notes I was working on at home this weekend and praying that my mum can owl them to me.

Tone of the day, clearly set.

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