[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":11},["ShallowReactive",2],{"blog-post-dear-diary-feb-6-1990":3},{"_type":4,"body":5,"bodyHtml":6,"excerpt":5,"featuredImage":5,"publishedAt":7,"slug":8,"tags":9,"title":10},"blogPost",null,"\u003Cimg src=\"https://images.jabberworks.co.uk/lj/dear_diary7-ebd49975fa.gif\">\\r\nThis is the entry I first read out to my sister over the phone and, between her wild laughter, she suggested I start illustrating my diary. (Thanks, sis!) \u003Ca href=\"http://jabberworks.livejournal.com/tag/dear%20diary\">Read earlier entries here.\u003C/a> I sound like such a victim but we were both rotten scoundrels.\\r\n\\r\nI went to my good friend Dulcie's birthday party a couple weekends ago (she's the one on my lap). I don't really do kid parties, but I'd known this one since she was a bump.\\r\n\\r\n\u003Cimg src=\"https://images.jabberworks.co.uk/lj/dulcie_story-a8855275b1.jpg\">\\r\n\\r\nYesterday I got this nice picture from her in the post, plus this text message from her mum:\\r\n\u003Cimg src=\"https://images.jabberworks.co.uk/lj/dulcie_aliens-3f2bc20447.jpg\">\\r\n(Can you spot it?)","2010-03-18T11:39:00.000Z","dear-diary-feb-6-1990",[],"dear diary, feb 6, 1990",1776628717807]