Private Message to Harry Marvolo

[alt_cedric]

Hey,
Would you be available for doing something... like anything outside my house this weekend?

It's been another week of exercise, exercise and more exercises, but never pushing too hard because then I might hurt myself.

Jaspar's in a snit because he's not going to Hogwarts this fall, but his friends Hazel Oxley and Hereward Whitby are. Shelley thinks that the world should run to her whim and becomes incredibly shrill and repetitive when thwarted. Lilith's just started eating, or wearing as the case may be, solid food.

Last week Mum was on about painting being wonderful therapy. Yesterday she asked why I wasn't writing poetry anymore. The last time I wrote "poetry" was a card for her first year in the village school. I think it was something like:

Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Grass is Green
I luv you Mum

Dad asked when I was going to go talk to the Cannons about flying for them THIS FALL. I nearly snapped. Long and short, I have to get out of the house or I'm going to start yelling and that won't help anyone.

How are things going for you? EvEryThing Alright with yOu And Our friEnds?