I didn't sleep well last night for some reason so I'm half-dead now, after a long day at the shop - mostly spent researching costs and such for our soup bar plan, but also helping out during the busy periods. But this past weekend Abbie spent with the folks, saying farewell to the old place in Nova Scotia and getting to know the new place in ( Read more... )

It was a great one for us. We left Abbie in the capable hands of the girl from down the cul-de-sac (paid a hefty wage for her willingness to babysit on New Year's Eve) and went out on a dinner-and-fireworks cruise. Mother looked lovely in a champagne gown, and Hermione in her evening dress, and us gents wore our finest Muggle garb, and off we ( Read more... )

Today I took my father to buy his own laptop computer. I'd figured we'd make that shopping trip later, after they'd moved to Vancouver, to a place that had, y'know, electricity, and an Internet connection; but instead I ramped up the schedule some, because I WANT MY OWN FUCKING LAPTOP BACK, DAMMIT, and prying my father away from the computer, ever ( Read more... )

It's funny, 'cause even though we haven't really done that much since my parents got here, somehow I've been busy most of the time. Mostly sitting around talking with my parents and Harry, or playing with Abbie, or showing my father the Internet - in which he is utterly fascinated. He's at the point of surfing the web on his own now, and I'm ( Read more... )

Merry Christmas, everyone ( Read more... )

So the 'rents got into town Thursday. ...Calling Lucius and Narcissa "the 'rents" is a bit like calling the Manor "my crib"; it just doesn't fit. But there you go ( Read more... )

Ways in which I appreciate my Harry ( Read more... )

It's been a good weekend. For starters, it was THE WEEKEND, after a workweek that felt like forever, and just being able to shag Harry late into the night and then sleep late the next morning was a wonderful feeling. And then last night was the cafe's holiday party, which was just amazing. It was at the zoo, with a zoo/carnival sort of theme, ( Read more... )

Even a part-time shift is exhausting to someone who's not used to working. And my feet are definitely not used to all the standing. To add to the misery, Harry's been busy in the back office working on financial stuffs, so I haven't even been able to ogle his pretty arse as I labour. All combined, well, it's only Wednesday and already I'm a dead ( Read more... )

Everything went splendidly. The hotel room was as delightful as advertised, dinner was delectable, Harry loved the play, and our first night as lovers was both sizzlingly hot and deeply tender - we soaked, we massaged, we caressed, we made love in all sorts of ways, and finally fell asleep from happy exhaustion. Just as I'd hoped ( Read more... )