Still alive and kicking!

Its been a while. Yes, we're still alive. Only just. Mammy2 is fighting a bad attack of the bould depression and the child is battling with a throat infection. They never get ill seperately. Perhaps its to test my will power and stamina. I've been doing well, I'm just tired now. The awards ceremony was great, Mammy2 got emotional, I think mainly because nearly a year ago to the day was when she had her A&E incident and now look at her. She got the award for art we think, there's nothing written on it to indicate what its for. Just her name and something about her contribution to the school. What a difference a year makes. Of course I was all set with the digital camera to take pics when some big oaf stood in front of me? I was raging. I think there are offical pics so we should be grand. In all fairness , what did he think I was standing there with a camera for? The muppet.

Only a few days to go to christmas day and this year is so much more relaxed then last year. Its all to do with her outlook on life. She's excited about christmas and hence by default so are we. Well, I lie, I love it! Poor Mammy2 living with us christmas bunnies. Ah sure it will keep her grounded. With all this media attention, it might go to her head. So far, she's been doing radio interviews, Sky News again, The mirror at some stage next week and a photo byline for the Indo yesterday. I'm impressed. Although all the attention could be what brought on the depression again, you never know.

The other sister flies in on Friday with her boyf. It will be great to see her again. All the titches together. I think the brother is dropping up on christmas day, after dinner. That's what I gathered from the brief phone conversation I had with him yesterday. He's hard to understand with his mad culchiee voice. I know I sound like a bogger but I'd like to think most people can understand me.

She's off school on Thursday and can't wait apparently. Although I reckon she'll be bored within a few days and will be expecting us to entertain her. She can feck of. I suppose she won't be travelling down home with us to visit the grave and relatives. At least we will feel better leaving her behind
us. There's no worry about her doing anything mad. I hope. D , the best mate is spending christmas eve and day with us. Supposedly, the mother is not celebrating christmas. I never know who to believe. I mean, they live in a world of their own when it comes to stuff and half the time they make a lot of stuff up. D was around the other evening to bleach the kid's hair. The kid was under the impression that this time it would work. She has lovely mulitcoloured hair now. Needless to say she
was none too happy about it. She thought we had nothing better to do then make an emergency appointment with the hairdresser and get her hair sorted.

I explained that it was close to christmas and there were other things we would be spending our money on, like food shopping. There was some serious poutage before she calmed down and realised that it wasn't the end of the world because her hair was in glorious technicolor. Tonight we are doing the infamous grocery shopping, tesco will be greeting us with open arms. Tomorrow evening is titch drinkies with our mates, a few of them are dropping around to the apartment. She's delighted as she's probably aiming for pressies from most people. Subtle as ever, she is.