||[Jul. 29th, 1977|02:46 pm]
Bellatrix Black Lestrange
The wedding is fast approaching and everything is just so hectic right now and I feel like I haven't a moment for myself any longer. I will be glad when all of this is done, if only because I can have a bit of a rest. I would say that I'm happy it is Friday, but I don't think the weekend will bring any form of respite.
Mother and I are meeting with the caterer this afternoon and I swear I will hex the man if he suggests Muggle food one more time. I told Mother we should have found someone more reputable in the wizarding community but apparently Father owes the man a favor. Either way, I am disgusted with him and he will be sorry if he even thinks the word 'Muggle' again.
Narcissa, we're going for the final fitting on your robes on Monday. I know you have been very busy with your friends and such, but try to remember. The wedding is next Saturday, you realize.
Oh my. Next Saturday. That's quite amazing, isn't it?
Rodolphus, we need to leave for the meeting at eight this evening. Shall I expect you early?