Holidays are coming...

Its getting close to that time of the year again when I turn into a nutter. I love christmas. Absolutely love it and after last years escapades, I'm hoping this christmas is a bit quieter then visits to the hospital. Also with last year being the first year without Mam it was always going to be hard, no matter how much we try to get over and deal with things with our sense of humour. But this year, I am hoping things will be better. The kid is well on her way to being a regular stroppy teenager and is looking forward to christmas. Poor Mammy2 doesn't know what to do about both of us bouncing off walls about christmas. I don't know what it is about the holiday season that makes me so happy. I just love it all, the lights, the tack, the music. Everything.

Anyhew, its also getting close to that time of the month when once again I feel I am imposing on my
ovaries by asking the simple favour of inviting some sperm into their cosy little clique. I've started
noticing shoulders and men in general. My ovaries don't have as much taste as I have , I have to say. They seem to just for big and broad, someone can carry small children on one shoulder and a house on the other. I don't know if they have conversed with my womb at any stage, but to be quite
honest, huge bloke and tiny woman just do not work, or maybe its that I cross my legs anytime I see
one of the rugby players and the thoughts of producing a child with one of them. Whereas the ovaries turn into teenage girls and giggle a lot.


Next Tuesday and Wednesday we are giving it another go. God only knows what this attempt will bring. A martian child at this rate.

The interview process with miss Rte has been going quite well, she's quite easy to chat to. She wanted us in our natural habitat, not the George, silly people. The apartment, just cooking dinner and talking about stuff , as families are prone to do. The kid wasn't in the mood of chatting or sitting in this time and ran to the room. She sat there stumming her guitar and looking moody. She has that down pat. As it turns out she's been off today and yesterday with some chill she caught. Mammy2 is after catching it now so needless to say the apartment is great fun at the moment.

She's also been stressing about chemistry and wants to drop it as a subject. If she's stressing now, I can't wait for the Leaving Cert. In between stressing, she has passed on her christmas list of things she wants.

Otep CD "Sevras Tra"
any Cd by Jimi Hendrix
Lacunca Coil boxset
Slayer Cd "Reign In Blood"
Prey for Rock N Roll DVD

and a surprise..

Obviously she's not getting all of those, she's allowed one and so we have to chose. Personally, they
all look dreadful but its her present. She also wants a ticket to Trivum, who are playing The Ambassador in March. The tickets are only 25 euros and ALL her friends are going and they'll be SOLD OUT if I wait another day! And so on and so forth. I told her that once all the birthdays of this month had passed, we would see how the finances are and perhaps get her a ticket. She seemed to reluctantly accept that as an answer.