So it looks like ovualation finally has settled on a day, next week. We are all systems go. Not that I really want a Leo or anything, I'll settle for a baby. The week has passed surprisingly enough with incident. With the exception of her being in foul mood when she arrives home initially because she can't text her boyf. She's rang him a few times, although we don't allow her to stay on long. He doesn't have a landline, something to do with his sister making too many calls
to mobiles and running up huge bills. Sounds familar!
The neighbours must be delighted she's not single any more.
The average convesation whilst trying to get her off the phone might go as follows:
"Times Up, get off the phone" - us in the sitting room.
"IN A MINUTE" - her in the bedroom where she would probably be hanging upside from the wardrobe. What is with teengers
unable to just sit and talk on the phone.
2 more minutes pass.
"Get off the phone, NOW"
"FINE" more whispering about how we're facists and she has to get off the phone.
2 more minutes
"You're going to grounded again"
"ALRIGHT, ALREADY, (insert curse word here)"
"What did you say"
"Nothing, I love you"
I'm sure it goes on in most houses where teenagers and phone calls are involved. She's 'hanging' all day tomorrow. She had the nerve to ask would be extend the curfew tomorrow because J the boyfriend is only up in Dublin for the day, he's from Kildare. Mammy2 told her that if over the next 2 weeks, if she's home on time then we will consider it. This is to demonstrate that we're not pushovers. I think. The amsterdam trip is out, she decided that the efforts required to find a job were too much. She had to pay towards some of it and needless to say it was looking less enticing when she had to put funds towards it.
Friday, October 14, 2005
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