Oh bloody fucking christ...
And I thought my week couldn't get worse.
And I thought my week couldn't get worse.
December 7th, 2008
December 6th, 2008
Christmas...bloody hell, I hadn't even begun thinking of it until Ceri mentioned something yesterday. I have no idea what to do for Temple. I mean...I know what sorts of things she likes, but I'm not entirely used to doing the planning for the holidays. Dalton usually did that.
Cess, you should come by and visit. You can even bringthe prat Nathanial. It will be nice for Temple to see her Auntie Cecily again. And I need a break. I really do.
( Filtered to Shane )
Cess, you should come by and visit. You can even bring
( Filtered to Shane )
November 14th, 2008
Temple has been rather quiet lately. I worry about her, but she's a tough little girl and I know she'll pull through this. She just needs time. We both do. Still, she's thrilled to see her Aunt Ceri more often, and I know I'm enjoying having my sister around.
I'm being dragged by Cecily to come support her at Children in Need. In all honesty, I think she just likes having someone to complain to.
( Filtered to Shane Cavanaugh )
I'm being dragged by Cecily to come support her at Children in Need. In all honesty, I think she just likes having someone to complain to.
( Filtered to Shane Cavanaugh )
September 30th, 2008
Oh bloody hell...I can't believe it's less than two weeks. I'm going positively mental.
Cecily, expect more calls at four in the morning involving me freaking out.
Cecily, expect more calls at four in the morning involving me freaking out.
September 22nd, 2008
It was nice, having Ceridwen visit. Temple is now insisting that Auntie Ceri come visit all the time. I'd hardly complain, as she's my favourite sister. Yes, Ceridwen, I know you're my only sister, but you rank above Gwilim and Iestyn. Just don't tell them I said that. I'll deny it if you do.
But don't worry, Ceri, I have no nefarious plans to kidnap you from medical school and keep you here with us.
Dalton, sir, please remember that you have a meeting with the board tomorrow. I don't fancy Ms. Grissum yelling at me if you forget again. I am beginning to think her voice could be used as a method of torture for particularly awful villains.
But don't worry, Ceri, I have no nefarious plans to kidnap you from medical school and keep you here with us.
Dalton, sir, please remember that you have a meeting with the board tomorrow. I don't fancy Ms. Grissum yelling at me if you forget again. I am beginning to think her voice could be used as a method of torture for particularly awful villains.
August 29th, 2008
Cecily Elizabeth Parker! Why the bloody hell didn't you tell me you were getting married again?
You're supposed to tell me these things. I would much rather learn that my best friend is married from said best friend and not from a bloody supervillain's blog!
You're supposed to tell me these things. I would much rather learn that my best friend is married from said best friend and not from a bloody supervillain's blog!
August 18th, 2008
August 1st, 2008
Who: Calvinia, Deiniol and Dalton.
Where: The batcave.
When: August 13, 2021. Late evening.
What: Death and angst.
Rating: R.
Status: Started.
He was really getting too old for this. Deiniol sighed as he checked in with Dalton over the communications, hoping he would be alright handling the bank robbery he'd been called in to help with. And if he was getting too old for this, Dalton definitely was. He would never ask his husband to quit doing what he thought was right, but he hated staying behind while Dalton swanned off to risk his life fighting crime. At least now the girls were both old enough that he didn't feel guilty leaving them behind to help. Still, he was worried about Meredith. She'd been having terrible nightmares lately, and they were having a harder and harder time convincing her that her dreams about him dying weren't going to come true.
"Everything alright, sir?" he asked over the comms, a small, cheeky smirk on his face. He never really called Dalton sir anymore, except when they were working like this. And only to tease. He couldn't help it. His husband was far too adorable when he got petulant. He heard the door and was slightly surprised, but assumed it was Tristan. Their friend still stopped by often to check up on things.
Where: The batcave.
When: August 13, 2021. Late evening.
What: Death and angst.
Rating: R.
Status: Started.
He was really getting too old for this. Deiniol sighed as he checked in with Dalton over the communications, hoping he would be alright handling the bank robbery he'd been called in to help with. And if he was getting too old for this, Dalton definitely was. He would never ask his husband to quit doing what he thought was right, but he hated staying behind while Dalton swanned off to risk his life fighting crime. At least now the girls were both old enough that he didn't feel guilty leaving them behind to help. Still, he was worried about Meredith. She'd been having terrible nightmares lately, and they were having a harder and harder time convincing her that her dreams about him dying weren't going to come true.
"Everything alright, sir?" he asked over the comms, a small, cheeky smirk on his face. He never really called Dalton sir anymore, except when they were working like this. And only to tease. He couldn't help it. His husband was far too adorable when he got petulant. He heard the door and was slightly surprised, but assumed it was Tristan. Their friend still stopped by often to check up on things.
June 16th, 2008
Next time, sir, perhaps you should remind Temple that I am rather useless when it comes to baking. I can say with complete confidence that the cake we made was...interesting. Whether it was edible is another matter entirely.
I do hope that you liked the gift she picked for you.
But you should have told her that she didn't need to get me anything.
I do hope that you liked the gift she picked for you.
But you should have told her that she didn't need to get me anything.
June 6th, 2008
The idea of Mr. Bishop sexually harassing a woman? It's actually rather hilarious. Anyone who has met him knows that's complete and utter rubbish. At least we know the gossip column is good for some humour, even if it is written by someone who is clearly an idiot.
May 31st, 2008
I just got back from Caerleon. Iestyn's wedding was nice. It was admittedly a bit awkward, seeing Olwyn again, but she and Iestyn are a lovely couple. I'm still not sure how I feel about my ex-girlfriend marrying my brother. I suppose all that matters is that she makes him happy. Of course, it would help if my mam didn't use it as an excuse to remind me that I'm twenty-six and really should consider settling down with a nice girl. I love her to death, but I really am tired of discussing that with her. I'm only twenty-six, and anyway, I'm perfectly content with my life as it is.
Cecily, 7154059.
Cecily, 7154059.