That's it for another year.

The 2nd anniversary mass passed off without too much hassle. Well, that is if you don't count the extended family chatting to you hassle. Luckily for me, the sister K is the favourite and so they spent most of the time following her around the graveyard after the mass and telling her how fabulous her hair was, her legs were, her eyes, her ears, the way she spoke. I, apparently, have lost weight. I suppose it would have been worse. They could have ignored me. We did the usual anaylsis afterwards. We are convinced one of the aunts has had betox. Another aunty has lost a load of weight but she doesn't look healthy. The uncle is the exact same. Of course, none of them recognised the kid. Or pretended not to. She was draped over the boyf, who was doing his best to keep up with all the clan.

The sister K flew back to Holland yesterday. My live went with her I think. It was a mad weekend. We went to see Westmeath on the Sunday and they were brutal. Even with the ref giving the calls against us, I don't think it would have made much of a difference. To the qualifiers now.

Things have settled down with the kid as well. Apparently, the vice called the ex best mate in and had a chat with her with regards the kid. I think things have improved. If there is even a hint of any hassle this week, we'll be straight in. She's been studying for the last few days. Its been nice and quiet. For the 5 minutes where she focuses on her books. She left the living room yesterday and went into her bedroom to study. I think the fact that I was cleaning everything might have made her worry when she was going to be polished. Its sports day today so she's at home studying. When we asked why she wasn't doing any sports, we were graced with an incredulous look.

Mammy2 was wrecked yesterday. She was editing this month's issue and it went to print yesterday. So she was came home and went straight to bed. The rest of the week will hopefully be less eventful then the last few days.

I got my leave approved for the summer. I have a few days off at the start of July when we are heading over to the sisters in Holland and then 2 weeks at the end of August. One of the weeks, I am thinking of taking off for a few days by myself, bumming around Ireland. And the second one hopefully, will involve a trip to Rome. Provided the flying fear stays where it is and doesn't get worse. No crashes between now and then, would be nice.