It was too good to last. Yesterday evening, raised voices in Chez Titch runined the sunshine and good mood. The boyf stayed over on the Monday night and yesterday, we headed to work leaving them by themselves Mammy2 had a mini panic about it and had to go back to the apartment to get something and she was going to chase them out of the apartment then. The rule is that they are not allowed to hang in the apartment alone. They headed off to the cinema eventually after breakfast.
I met Mammy2 after work for a drink and a chat before heading home. The kid sent us loads of texts wanting to know when we'd be home to chaperone her and the man. The sun was shining, we told her to enjoy the sunshine for a while. She didn't take kindly to that. She was going on about wanting to get pizza for dinner. A text was sent to her saying that she could head up by herself and cook the pizza and they could eat it outside. The weather was perfect for it.
We arrived home to find the 2 of them in the apartment, just finishing their dinner. Mammy2 lost the head, there was a few raised words. The kid and boyf left, dramatically slamming the door. We decided we couldn't leave things as is, so I rang her and told her to get her stroppy ass back up to the apartment for a meeting. Family meetings, don't you just love them. I made myself a strong
cup of coffee and perpared for the hyseterics that were sure to follow. Mammy2 was fuming.
The kid comes in, the boyf heads to the safety of her room and the arguments commenced. Lots of tears and angry voices later we were no closer to a solution. Mammy2 was furious with the kid for breaking the rules twice in one day, and I had a headache coming on as I couldn't see a solution to this problem. The kid argued that the sister from Holland is allowed to share a bed with her boyf. I responded with the usual 4 year argument. That's how long they are going out. I think she knew it was a foolish arguement at that stage. Herself and the boyf are going out 8 months. Things calmed down and voices returned to a normal level. We said that we could discuss things and let her know
where she stands. She went off to the bedroom to hang with the man whilst myself and Mammy2 tried to come up with some sort of solution.
We decided that if after a year, they are still going strong, we will discuss the option of them being left alone in the apartment. I think its a reasonable compromise. Teenagers. Never a dull moment.
I have come to a descision regarding the friend who I ranted about in an earlier post. I think the weekends events forced me to make a descision. The creature that caused all the heartache and mini-nervous breakdown was in town on Saturday and I passed her. You'd think after nearly 3 years
I'd be over the effect she has on me. But no, I was sick to my stomach. So that settles the whole will I be able to spend an entire night in her company. I think I shall pass. Life is too short for this bullshit. They can enjoy their Saturday night. I think I'll rent a movie or take a walk if the weather permits it. Anything would be better then sitting at a dinner table with that woman. Chances are I'll try to stab her with my fork and end up on Mountjoy. With a woman called Helga as my room-mate and I'll end up on some true life movie. Called Death by Fork or something as original.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
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2 comments:
Sounds like a good movie to me. Will the woman called Helga be really rough but have a heart of gold underneath it all? I sympathize and empathize on the rules, the breaking thereof, and the thorny problem of boyfriends staying over...
But of course, aren't all Helgas like that!
Thanks for the advice about the boyf, like i've said before, teenagers should come with a Dummies Guide to taking care of..!
Shelly
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