May 08, 2005 20:23
I feel stunned with the tired. I wanted to celebrate Beltane. Well, I'm a Wicca, and even that silly Wicca Group got to celebrate even if they did probably use empowering Bakewell tarts and toast marchmallows round the fire! Tanith said they were going to jump it! Doesn't she realise that's for fertility? From what I've heard she - oh, who cares. I couldn't go.
The trouble was that Mom wanted to have a traditional Passover. I guess it was Aunt Leah's influence but we ended up doing all the Pesach and the Sedars. Mom was doing a lot of it at first, but then she said I should get in touch with my roots. Pesach is all cleaning. I feel like Cinderella or something, except that we don't have mice. Or a pumpkin.
I might get to go to the ball, though. I heard they found some crates of that green stuff up at the Inn, left over from St Patrick's day. They can't sell it to the guests now, but it was nice. I wonder when Xander will be on duty again? I might go up there, just to keep him company.
The St Patrick's Day party was fun. I think Tara enjoyed it too - I wonder if she knows a spell to create that kind of atmosphere again? I wonder if I could find one?