The birthday bash went well, she loved all the attention. Sometimes I think she's part Leo. We are fabulous remember. The mates all got her really cool pressies. She was chuffed with herself. Makeup, arty stuff which she started using last night, chocolate, vouchers. When the cake came out, the waiters turned out all the lights and some of the them sang Happy Birthday to her as well as us obviously. Then Mammy2 got a few heads to sing 16 going on 17. You know the Sound of Music. Of course you do. Well we brought lyrics just in case. The looks from people around the restaurent was classic. I think they were mortified on her behalf. She pretended she was embaressed. She loved it really. The boyf managed to survive a whole evening with us and not get too scared of me, considering he was sitting directly across from me. He's a very polite young fella. They were up until all hours watching dvds. I looked in on her this morning and she was sprawled all over her bed. He was flaked on the couch.
So, she's 17. Freaky. Her birthday was a success and she's a happy camper. Pride was a huge success for aP. Why do I feel like crap. I'm so out of sorts today. Perhaps the anti-climax after all the planning. Maybe PMT. Maybe stuff. Here's hoping sleep will solve all my problems. Its only Tuesday and I want the week to be over. Little ray of sunshine this morning aren't I ;)
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