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Happy Birthday to two LJ friends, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
estepheia and sweet_ali! I hope today is just wonderful from start to middle to end ::hugs::
And she's very excited to know that other people were born today because it's Eleanor's ninth birthday today!
Happy Birthday Eleanor. I love you very much ::cuddles:: I just can't believe she's nine...the Kim Possible, Harry Potter and Cardcaptors themed presents of books, computer games, vids and clothes went down very well and she was equally thrilled with a box from England containing old fashioned games; dying to play jacks it seems.
I'm off to tidy for the party/sleepover tonight. Pointless and my poorly back (sciatica or something; spent the last few days practically bent like a hairpin) means I'm certainly not mopping the kitchen floor as it's going to have a nice patina of cake crumbs very soon, but the parents of the girls join us for wine and nibbles at 7.00 so I'll make a vague effort.
[And also...::grrrrr:: That was me venting. I had a need to. I don't want to talk about it, I just want to scream. AAAAAGH! There. I feel slightly better now. It's in brackets because it's not anything I want a hug for or anything; just needed to have a visible scream to stare at.I might add a frustrated whimper later but ooh, I don't know; would it clash with the sound made as my head hits the desk in a resigned series of thuds? Heh; I've made myself grin. I'm really feeling better now :-)]
estepheia and sweet_ali! I hope today is just wonderful from start to middle to end ::hugs::And she's very excited to know that other people were born today because it's Eleanor's ninth birthday today!
Happy Birthday Eleanor. I love you very much ::cuddles:: I just can't believe she's nine...the Kim Possible, Harry Potter and Cardcaptors themed presents of books, computer games, vids and clothes went down very well and she was equally thrilled with a box from England containing old fashioned games; dying to play jacks it seems.
I'm off to tidy for the party/sleepover tonight. Pointless and my poorly back (sciatica or something; spent the last few days practically bent like a hairpin) means I'm certainly not mopping the kitchen floor as it's going to have a nice patina of cake crumbs very soon, but the parents of the girls join us for wine and nibbles at 7.00 so I'll make a vague effort.
[And also...::grrrrr:: That was me venting. I had a need to. I don't want to talk about it, I just want to scream. AAAAAGH! There. I feel slightly better now. It's in brackets because it's not anything I want a hug for or anything; just needed to have a visible scream to stare at.I might add a frustrated whimper later but ooh, I don't know; would it clash with the sound made as my head hits the desk in a resigned series of thuds? Heh; I've made myself grin. I'm really feeling better now :-)]