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| 020. Alastair all grown up? |
[August 12] |
Alastair is home, and much darker than he'd been before. All that sun in India. I think he had his first girlfriend because he turns bright red whenever I mention Shashi's name. I hope that's all he He already wants to go back, and I'll admit, it makes me uncomfortable. Actually, it just makes me feel old. Men get better with age, and women, well... men start looking for younger models for a reason.
Warded Private:
More uncomfortable that I want to admit, because I think that Alastair might have done a little bit more than gotten a tan and a girlfriend. I think he lost his -- Merlin's beard, I can't even SAY it.
And now he's talking about going to India and working with Rolf permanently, and I cannot have that. He has to go back to school. He HAS to finish! And I just know that Boyd will disagree, and it'll turn into a THING.
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| 019. Photographic Evidence |
[July 31] |
Sadly, lost one of the lambs, but six of them still survived. Been taking photographs around the farm to document things a little.
Kind of exhausting with as much land as we have. Actually, kind of amusing when you stumble across a lovely patch of your grounds, and you don't remember when it sprouted up either. Boyd, are you up for a picnic today? Found a gorgeous spot in the shade. Best to have some time alone before Alastair gets back in a week.
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| 018. MacFusty Household |
[June 22] |
Thank Merlin lambing is done. We had seven new ones this year, up from five last year. Absolutely adorable, and thankfully, no issue this year. Two years ago, one was breach. Ended up having to take her to the Healer. Got her and the kid fixed, but she had some permanent damage. Decided to keep her and the baby separate for a bit. Mum ended up dying a few months after, but the babe... Well, you've heard me talk about Fluffy.
Tomorrow is a big deal for the MacFusty household. Alastair takes a portkey tomorrow morning for India for several months. It'll be the first time he's off in a foreign country without us. Okay, I shouldn't have mentioned that because now I'm all emoti
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| 017. Sometimes I hate this time of year. |
[June 02] |
I wish I could properly demonstrate just how exhausted I am with a good, proper yawn in the journals. Between getting older (thirty-eight!) and being on lamb watch, I don't think I've slept more than four hours at a time. It's been so mental trying to actually get to sleep. Toss in work at the Prophet and regular chores, and you've got the recipe for one worn down Adelaide MacFusty.
Excuse me while I chase Fluffy off the porch. He's eating the screening. Again.
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| 016. Warded to Edward Williamson, Boyd MacFusty, Sam Turpin, Meredith Williamson, & Heidi Macavoy |
[May 21] |
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Ed, I sure hope I'm on the list to pick up your kids, because I'm on my way up there. There's no reason for them to have to be around to listen to rumours, and there will be. I know kids, and it's bound to happen, and happen quick.
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| 015. You've got nowhere to hide! |
[May 02] |
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I sort of want Nowhere to Hide to win even though he's the underdog of underdogs. Can't beat a grandson of Seattle Slew, and I do love the underdog.
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| 014. Warded to Boyd MacFusty |
[April 22] |
Warded to Boyd MacFusty: - Done: Go and visit Bridget's grave together. Bring her flowers and us handkerchiefs. - Not nearly as hard as I thought it would be with you there, love. Maybe we could make this a new tradition. For now, maybe once a month? Or whenever we feel the need to?
- Done: Hang Sam's painting of her in the front hallway so she's the first thing we see when we get home. - I think it was rather silly of us to get so upset over this. I need to remember to apologise to Sam.
- Ongoing: Date night! Once a week, we must go out on a date, just the two of us. This includes fancy dinner night, and I mean dress-up, not a costume. - But I have to say that I'm loving these.
- Ongoing: When fights occur -- and they will, we're only human -- never go to sleep angry. We must talk about it until it's resolved. No going to bed angry.
- 15 May, anniversary. Renewing of our marriage vows. It's on a Friday so we could have a celebration? Go on a mini-break that weekend? - I've got some notes on this, actually. I'll jot them down here.
- Ongoing: Bonding time with Alastair. Trade off activities. One week, do something he likes. The other, something you like. Get to know one another.
- Ongoing: Do more chores together. I wash, you dry. I peel, you slice. I sauté, you stir. I hang the laundry, you hold the basket. I fluff, you fold. That sort of thing.
- Ongoing: Every day, we have to find (and comment) on something that we love about the other. And in general, remember to say "I love you" more often.
Right, on the subject of the vow renewal, I've been thinking. Obviously, there's no need to plan things so far in advance, but I would like to have our friends and families there. I also think that we should just hold it here. Merlin knows we've got enough land and space for the entire MacFusty clan. Anyway, it'll be cheaper. We can borrow or rent one of those tent canopy's and get a dance floor. Have a cook-out after the ceremony. What do you think about Father McDonald presiding over the ceremony since he married us the first time?
Bee, I realise that I'm bombarding you with questions about this, but I want it to be something for both of us. And not what our parents wanted, not what we thought we had to have because it was a wedding. There's no showers or bachelor parties or registering to do, though I might have to hire someone to help me cook all the food. Or hire a caterer so I can enjoy it, unlike our wedding when all I was worried about was making sure I didn't trip over that insane dress and that everything was perfect for the guests.
Oh, and I'm going to ask Sam and Ed to handle the toasts. Sound agreeable?
Also, it looks like St Kilda is getting a visitor centre, but in the Western Isles. Might want to warn your parents. The Ministry might have to have the Muggle deterent charms upgraded with more traffic.
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| 013. I'm really starting to hate people. |
[April 21] |
What's the first thing I see in this morning's Highland News?
There's a new Nessie sighting by a pair of Muggles. For sobbing out loud, who didn't do their bleeding job to keep the blasted kelpie hidden? Or obliviated the Muggles before they should start rumours again? Last time this happened, there was a surge to the loch and all the little surrounding villages. Everything was Nessie this or Nessie that. I even named one of my horses Nessie as a joke.
Then I find out that some twat weighted down a six-month old dog -- a bull terrier -- with plastic weights and dropped it in Long Pool. DROPPED THE DOG CHAINED TO WEIGHTS INTO A RIVER. Seriously? What the fuck is wrong with people?
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| 012. What the hell is going on in West Palm Beach? |
[April 20] |
All right. I don't usually get up in arms about things going on in the world, because usually I don't see a point. There's nothing I can do when it comes to Israel and Palestine. There's nothing I can do when it comes to India and Pakistan's relationship. Of course, one could argue that I am a part of the problem because I don't get involved. If enough people stuck their noses into another country's business, maybe something could change. I'll leave that to the Americans, though. They seem to have butting into other people's business down to a science.
Anyway, I'd like to know what's going on in West Palm Beach, Florida before a polo match. Between Sunday evening and Monday morning, twenty-one horses all died with the same symptoms, and none of them were sick before two by five, they suddenly just collapsed. Some died immediately, others hung on for forty-five minutes. Whatever this was, it was so sudden and unexpected. Especially when it was so many, over several stables, from different parts of the United States.
There's a difference between a found death and a sudden death. A found death is waking up in the morning, heading to the stables and finding one of your ponies dead in his stall. You've gotta take in all sorts of clues to figure out what happened. Sudden death, on the other hand, is when you're watching, and a horse just drops. Or a horse with a history of no problems is gone within an hour. The odds are high, but not impossible for one or two horses to die suddenly.
But, twenty-one horses right before a polo match? I suspect foul play. Someone poisoned those horses. It's unlikely that they all had heart problems or ate a toxic wild plant (unless someone put it in with their feed, thus poisoning them). Pretty sure they couldn't all have colic, get electrocuted, or have a spontaneous "heart attack" all within a twelve hour span. The only other thing could be some airborne virus that targets only equine, but then surely all of the horses would have died. Each polo team takes between 40 and 60 horses so they can change them out.
I swear to Merlin, I'm going to hop on a broom and head for Florida and strangle whoever did this. They're going to have to pry my fingers from around his or her neck.
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| 011. Pups & Lists |
[April 07] |
Well, it got a bit chilly overnight, didn't it? If I didn't have so much to do, I might just crawl back into bed and pull the blankets up to my chin. Maybe bring Asta, Auberon and Bonnie in with me. Auberon likes to sleep on my feet when Boyd's not home. Asta likes to sleep on his back, paws in the air. It's the funniest thing when he has a nightmare, his little paws kick out until he wakes himself up.
Eddie, Bonnie is nearly ready to pop, if you were still interested in the pups? I've already got a few inquiries into them, so don't feel bad if you'd rather not.
Warded to Boyd MacFusty:
Here is our list so far. Thought I'd put it in here so we'd be able to find it wherever we were. If you think of anything else, let me know, and I'll add it.
- Go and visit Bridget's grave together. Bring her flowers and us handkerchiefs.
- Hang Sam's painting of her in the front hallway so she's the first thing we see when we get home.
- Date night! Once a week, we must go out on a date, just the two of us. This includes fancy dinner night, and I mean dress-up, not a costume.
- When fights occur -- and they will, we're only human -- never go to sleep angry. We must talk about it until it's resolved. No going to bed angry.
- 15 May, anniversary. Renewing of our marriage vows. It's on a Friday so we could have a celebration? Go on a mini-break that weekend?
- Bonding time with Alastair. Trade off activities. One week, do something he likes. The other, something you like. Get to know one another.
- Do more chores together. I wash, you dry. I peel, you slice. I sauté, you stir. I hang the laundry, you hold the basket. I fluff, you fold. That sort of thing.
- Every day, we have to find (and comment) on something that we love about the other. And in general, remember to say "I love you" more often.
Did I forget anything?
Oh, yes. I love you.
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