Monday Blues...

I survived the weekend! Well, with n amount of sleep, it wasn't too bad. Friday night we headed to the in-laws down the country. 4 hours drive down to the wilds of the West. Mammy 2 was delighted to see the niece and nephew. I was too busy worrying about the teenager who was having her first night by herself. She wanted a trial run. On the drive down, she rang us to know how to go about cooking pasta.

I had images of her burning the apartment down. Then she went off on a rant about her year head , who's been giving her hassle about makeup. She wears a certain about of black eyeliner thingy, which in fairness if this is all the year head has to give out about, she can feck off with herself. Getting the kid up in the morning and into school is a feat in itself, if she thinks make-up is top of our list, she can think again. I'm all for rules and regulations but in fairness, she's doing her best, studywise etc and she decides to wear a small bit of make-up.
It will be interesting to see how today goes.

We calmed her down a bit and she seemed in good form when I rang her later. She was studying in the room as the sitting room had too many distractions.
Travelling back up on the Saturday, I was a bit dubious about how she'd get on at the Bank with her little adventure in whiskeyland the previous week. We got back to Dublin in good time and had enough time to get changed, shower and head out to dinner with some friends.

At the time we were leaving , she was supposed to be back in the apartment with her mate who was supposed to be staying over. On our way to the restaurent, we passed by the Bank and there she was standing with two guys , one of whom had just handed her a bottle of some drink or other. She had just taken a mouthful when she realised we were watching her and spat it out.
She trotted over to us and looked like she'd been upset. Swore to us she hadn't been drinking and it didn't appear as if she had. Chatted to us for a bit and told us she was heading home. We opted to trust her and headed onto the restaurent.

That night, when we got home, she told us she had smoked a joint.

Anything that she can try, she will appears to be her philosophy for the moment. We gave her a warning that if anything like this happens again, she is not going near the Bank, ever.
She was fine yesterday, bounched into the room at 11 complete with Santy hat and wanted a full irish breakfast. Needless to say the Budvaar induced headache wanted nothing more then sleep so Mammy 2 got up with her and went over to the shops.

She studied for most of the day, in between demanding tea, a scissors, glue, her cds and her pencils. Shopping was fun, as fast as she dumped it into the trolley we took it back out. Its quite easy to distract her though, just mention something like "Oh, he's cute" and she looks away and stuff is quickly dumped back on the shelves!
Otherwise , its "But I NEED that" pointing to some sort of plant? What on earth could she need it for, more spells to blow the electrcity? Speaking of which we are down to 2 out of 5 bulbs working in the sitting room.

She was in grand form heading off this morning even though we had confiscated her phone last night. Mammy 2 had put her to bed and was just in bed when she could have sworn she heard the guitar. Sure enough, the kid was sitting in the bed strumming away because she couldn't sleep??!
As punishment we took the phone. She can survive without it for a few days.
I have a feeling there will be another note today though, she's skipping Home Ec as she's getting hassled . We were supposed to meet the counseller to discuss things but last Friday was so mad we had to re-schedule. Hopefully, we can meet her at some stage this week and sort something out.

Fingers crossed everything goes okay.