HAHAHAHAHAHA this is awesome!!!!!

WOOOHOO!!! Big me, you totally have to be little! It's sooo much fun! Like, if I go away like all the other crazy things that happen? You totally have to keep some version of me around. I'm AWESOME!

Hey, who wants me to conjure up a big ass bowl of ice cream!? Anybody? It's free from God!!!

Oh, I have a nice new room!

Severus, you should see! It has a purple canopy and a BIG bookshelf and...

OH. A SILVER FILING CABINET.

And all new toys? Oh, here is the necklace my darling Severus gave me.

Where is Linus' room? A TEA SET! We can have TEA. It is good for the soul.

So. I've been quiet, obviously, but here I am again. I guess you just can't keep a kid down, hmm?

With Easter having just passed, it's spurred me into thoughts lately. We all know God is here, and has been gracious enough to bring us here. Jesus, clearly, could be here as well, just not as verbally. But what about the other figureheads of our society's holidays and traditions? Where's Santa Claus, the Great Pumpkin, the Easter Bunny? Why haven't they been graciously brought to this world, and given opportunities such as this? I hereby petition that we request them brought here, if only because it would be awesome, and educational!

Questions? Comments? Insights?

I'm highly suspicious of these people who show up claiming they have little or no connection to the younger them, or the older them, or the them that died, or whatever their "canon" character connection may be. At one time I was that girl in the blue dress with the weird hair who tortured Charlie Brown, and have since turned into the urbane and intelligent young woman you see before you.

So those of you who say I DON'T HAVE A SON, or I WOULD NEVER HURT MY SON, or any other number of things and excuses that may come to mind, you are living in denial. That is who you are. You cannot change that.

Tesla Echolls? I'm trying anise cookies recipes and would love some feedback.

AND YES I ALSO MADE SNICKERDOODLES WITH THE EXTRA CINNAMON.

[Everyone can see with exception of Lucy. Put in after Alecto got too fed up.]

So, I've found out that I'm not real! Could someone please find other not real people like myself, I'm not interested in this real and not real business.

Oh, I HEARD THERE IS SIRIUS BLACK HERE.


SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIUUUUUUUUUUUUS. YOU BETTER NOT BE HIDING FROM ME.

I WILL FIND YOU OUT, YOU HUSSY.

Dear Rabastan,

Become real, I need you. COME OUT OF THE BOOK NOW, THERE IS NO REASON FOR THIS RIDICULOUSNESS.

Signed,
Your very annoyed girlfriend.

I wonder if the person who made me real can make my Rabbit real?

SEV.

OMG.

Look what I found. Wouldn't this be amazing? Perfect for Valentine's Day.

February has been the traditional time of year when, after the winter solstice and during the apparent lengthening of daylight period, many animals – with us humans among them – begin the yearly frenzy of spring mating and reproduction,” says Pranzarone. But there’s more to it than just spring fever. “The Romans held love and fertility celebrations in February. These were called the Lupercalia, a time of love, eroticism and sexual license,” he says. But it’s not as romantic as it sounds, he adds. “Enthusiastic revelers were paired up by public raffle.”

And I seriously need to get out of the house. Unenlightened Linus is not fun to be around. He's just reverted back to annoying little brother.

It makes it really hard to get gifts on time when you show up here right before Christmas.

( Charlie )

( Lucy )

( Linus )

( Lucy's boyfriend )

Wow...this is different. Really, really different.

Can somebody please tell me what just happened?

Well, this is unexpected. I don't exactly recall deciding to come to New York. In fact, I don't recall the trip at all . . . Very odd.