silence is not so golden

The silence is ominous. Mammy2 escaped to work, where she'll be until things calm down methinks.
The kid went to Slipknot last night, had a great time and then threw a tantrum. She had asked could she stay over at her mates after the concert , to which we had said no. Basically, we wanted her home after the concert. This was all grand in theory and I walked her to the bustop, gave her money for a taxi home as I didn't like the thought of her walking through the city at 11.30 at night and said goodbye.

Meanwhile myself and Mammy2 had a bday celebration to go to, a meal in the Lotts and then onto
the cinema to see Mr and Mrs Smith. The film is alright, but Angie makes it, there are no words to describe this woman!
After the film, we headed for a drink with the bday girl and then the Call Me's commenced. Call Me is like this message that Metoer users can send when they've no credit and want you to call them. We're well up on these, we average 4 a day.
I knew what it was about, she wanted to stay over at the mates house. I told Mammy2 who headed away to call her the answer was No to everything she asked. Sure enough, the conversation was had and she was told no. There commenced a serious of phone calls and texting all with the same answer.

She was getting more stroppy and so hence the grounding which we issued this morning. Its all the worse, according to her, because she had a date with that Gav character this week. I'm delighted, he's not high on my list of suitors for the kid.

Other then that exciting incident, the week has been fairly uneventful. She's cruising through her exams, with no sign of stress. She looks perplexed when people ask how she's coping with them as if they were talking in a foreign language. We're supposed to be going clothes shopping today, this is going to be fun. Between that and the flat warming I've to attend tonight, its going to be great fun.

The horrible woman I may have mentioned a few posts back is going to be at this party, and I have to go. I haven't seen her in months and am happy enough going through life never having to look at her face again, but however, we should be at this flat warming as it is Mammy2's sisters do.

A good few mates are going, so safety in numbers eh. Its going to be a fun day, I can feel it already.

There's a certain chill in the air at the moment, she floated past me a few minutes ago, dumped her wash basket next to the washing machine and floated back into the room. I'll bet she's in there levitating at the moment while she comes up with some spell to make me forget the grounding. Its a hard life being guardian to a wiccan.

Wonder if I hid her broomstick would it make any difference or is that being completly blasphemous?
You people are all witnesses, if I don't post for the next week, call the police, a nice female guard would be great!