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Feb. 20th, 2010

Haven't been writing since I've been working and studying for and then taking my final exams. Went well. They should probably be here in time for my birthday, which will either be the worst present ever or the best present ever.

Not that I'm worried or anything.

Oh and Emerson and Charlotte got married. Brilliant, mazel tov again, etc, hope you liked the wedding gift. I know you did, of course.

If you can't tell? I'm exhausted, I could have slept all week and then slept some more, but I didn't. I have tomorrow off, that'll be nice. I need to know. I know I'm going to pass, but this is my ENTIRE LIFE. MY ENTIRE LIFE WILL BE IN THAT ENVELOPE. Everything's good. Especially my birthday coming up. I've always been overly fond of my birthday.

Now that I'm thinking about it, a birthday party might be a great idea. Much to celebrate, after all. 28th, 8pm, anyone have an idea for a bar? Something short so I don't saddle my poor mum with Katie overnight -- or I'll leave the rest of you to it, but that's fatherhood.

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Jul. 24th, 2009

My flat is almost too big for all the gifts that Katie got between the Bells, Harkisses, Goldsteins and even Mona's mother gave us something, although that was about a week ago. Katie has no idea how popular she is, but she'll figure it out one day when they dissolve Parliament in honour of her birthday --

Never mind me, I just realised her birthday is in less than two months and I have to find a place to put all of her things that she got for Christmas alone.

I haven't written in ages but I didn't know what to say but I figure no day is better than Christmas Eve. Things are wonderful here, and I don't use that word lightly. I have my EDLEHs coming up, but I'm not working myself up about it. Naomi can tell you that a good three-quarters of the reason I haven't been writing is because I've been working so damn hard.

But I'm taking a break today. Again. No better day than Christmas Eve. Even if it's night.

Happy Christmas, everyone.

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Never tell a girl you've got her birthday present before her actual birthday, because that opens everything up to one great big game of twenty questions.

And if your girl is anything like mine, a lot of "Really, you didn't have to, I hope you didn't spend too much on it."
Where has the art of romance gone?

Katie is over with my parents tonight (they actually asked to have her, I think my mum's got to be spoiling her rotten) and so I'm indulging myself by reading some journals in the peace and quiet. To think that two years ago I probably would've spent this time drinking, picking up a strange girl or two, and well, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.

Wow. I can't believe this, I actually miss her.
Eh, I'll get over it.

Feb. 21st, 2009

My twenty-first birthday is next week. I hope you'll all have something for me.
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I got a new cane. I know you're all jealous.

One year from now I'll be as frantic as Naomi, so I'm spending less time at the hospital and staying with Katie. It's fun, even if it means that my vocabulary's starting to dwindle again.

Katie and Bryce get along pretty well. (She calls him "Bice.") Carrie and I were thinking about trading off days once she's off maternity, I think it's a good idea.

Oct. 9th, 2008

Looks like I'm officially a cripple, at least for now. Fair warning: kick the cane out from under me and I'll beat you with it later.

Working a lot these days, but Carrie seems to be doing all right, and Tim's looking more and more like he's actually got a social life (read: hungover). I don't know who he's going out with, but I'm not a gossip so I'll leave that kind of speculation to the girls. I'm sure he must've owled you, Emerson, but Dad's talking about throwing some money towards the wedding, whenever you're planning on having it.

Naomi, are we good for dinner tomorrow?
Christmas is coming, Naomi and I are keeping it quiet, it looks like it should be a good time. I spent far too much on Katie this year.

Also? No more cane to mock me about, so take that.

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Please don't say anything to me, Annie.
Well, I'll tell those of us who haven't got the news yet, but I think we've covered everyone except Emerson -- won't you be glad to be out of school, Emerson, and not be the last to get the news about the family? -- I'll just go on and say it. Caroline's pregnant (quite obviously, I even told her I meant to ask because I have never seen her take so many breaks ever) and getting married to her boyfriend Jesse Summers.

Naturally the Bells are an accepting clan, so we won't mind even if she's nine months pregnant and goes into labour on the altar, even though I heard that some of the upper echelons were less than impressed -- sorry, Caroline. Tim said that the Summerses were "surprisingly accepting," but I wouldn't be surprised if he's exaggerating -- he's still pissed off because Carrie's getting married and he can't even talk to Healer Lathrop for longer than two minutes without panicking.

As for me, between research, my daughter, and my girlfriend, everything is fine. Better than fine. Katie is sweet as anything, and my mum's getting quite a collection of pictures of her.

Oh, Naomi, I've forgotten if today you have a night shift or not but there's post waiting here for you.
I made the mistake of forgetting to read Katie her bedtime book last night and she crawled into my bed and put it in my face until I read it. All right then. Who am I to deny the demands of the one and a half year old? (Well, nearly.) I read it. Four times. And then Naomi read it to her twice. She really likes that book.

Next month it'll be a year since I met Katie, and a month after that it'll be when I adopted her. It's hard to believe it's been so long, it really is.

Oh, and Katie took to Emerson like a cat to milk. She wouldn't let him leave. I think my brother has a gift with kids.

Only two years until I can work in Rackharrow as a fully-trained Healer. I can't wait, but I'm happy to just have the chance to work here.

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On-call tonight -- it's my second day in a row actually, I might as well just set up a cot in Rackharrow at the rate I'm going -- and tomorrow night I guess we're having some sort of family thing. No idea what or why but if there's more than just me and Mum I'll be impressed by my family's self-restraint.

Emerson, I hope you're getting over the Vanishing Sickness.

Katie took her first step on Wednesday. She's been trying so hard these past few weeks, but she did it this time. I'm just glad I got the chance to see it. She's also stolen my keys twice. This girl is going to outsmart me, I can already tell.


hard at work.
Stewart Clement Bell

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