Monday blues

I can be such an idiot at times. But that's a seperate issue. The kid arrived home on Friday pretty pissed off. Usually Friday is a good day for her as its the weekend and she has no school until Monday. Today however the love/hate relationship continues with the art teacher who thought she was being funny. The kid made some remark about someone being drunk as a joke and the art teacher retorted with a comment about not everyone having a drink problem like her. Now as far as I am concerned, the kid was suspended and the issue dealt with. There was no need for the art teacher to throw her quip in. Of course it upset the kid. We said that she should complain to the vice and if nothing was done, we would get involved. The fun of being a parent. I was shattered on Friday from the mental week, both emotionally and physically. Decided to completly go mad on the Saturday and ended up paying the price on Sunday. Was death warmed up and in a fine condition for an attempt at getting pregnant.

Our man, who has the patience of a saint when it comes to us, reckons a drunken shag might just be the one to do it considering my ovaries are such skanks. The poor man was left waiting for us on Saturday night due to a falldown in communication. I feel so bad, we did make him dinner. I always feel sorry for people when they stay over at hours, we have the appetite of newts and them poor souls, they must be thinking a titch barbeque might not be a bad idea. Like I said he is fairly easy going but I reckon we test his limits at times.

As always, the baby attempts take a lot out of Mammy2 and she's out of work today as well. She's been hit pretty bad this time with the evil depression. And the kid is on flying form regarding nattering and wanting to hang out. A lovely combination.

Top all that off with deadlines for this week and the website celebrates its 2nd birthday bash on the Saturday. Big waterfall, sharp rocks underneath, bring it :)

It is a week to Rome. I can't wait. To switch off from everything and spend lots of QT with the little woman. I hope that she's well enough though, was chatting to her this morning, sometimes I can talk her down from the mood and sometimes she's just so caught up in , there's no talking to her. Thankfully,its her birthday tomorrow so she has something positive to focus on. That and Rome should keep the spirits up.

Just had the kid on txt ranting about the bus driver, the teacher, the weather, school...etc...Mammy2 has left the shape of herself in the door to get out of the apartment before she arrives home. Fun times ahead this evening, I reckon by the time I get home, there'll be a body bag in the apartment. As to who's in it, I'm taking bets now.