Keep smiling, it makes people wonder what you're up to

Its a Sunday morning and I am up and about and ont tired :O The madness of the stamp out stigma site has calmed down for now. The kid has her final exam on Tuesday. Pride is on Saturday. It never rains but it pours. I am still dealing with the fact that on Tuesday she's finished school. For ever. No more uniforms, no more lunches, no more Oh god its the school ringing. That's it. I don't think it will sink in for a while. I survived the work conference, it was really good fun actually. Took loads of pictures, which I am sure I will tracked down and killed for. I was shattered on the Thursday as the website had taken a lot out of me but once I got out to the hotel and got some coffee into me I was fine. I was on tea break when the kid txted to say she was finished her art history. I rang her quickly and she sounded in grand form. She was chuffed to have it over. She was heading out to the boyfriend's for a few days as she wasn't going to see him for 2 weeks. I'm not sure why she wasn't going to see him, she tells me so much it falls in one ear and out the other sometimes. I'll check with Mammy2. It was strange being away from Mammy2 for a night, we very rarely stay apart. Next month, she's off to Tori Amos in London so I'll have to adjust to an empty bed at home :( She's all excited about it though. I personally can't see why. That woman singing is the equivalent of nails on a blackboard for me.

The thing about work dos is that you get to see a side of your collegaues you don't normally see, espeically when everyone was staying over. People let their hair down so to speak. Some people go a tad over the top though, like some of the women were crossing lines or trying to cross lines with people that they really shouldn't have been doing. I was just embaressed on their behalf. I don't get it. I'm not saying all women are like it, but some. Then again, the men weren't much better. I just sat, sipped my beer , took a lot of pictures and avoided all calls to the dance floor. Eventually though, I did get up and dance for one or 2 songs, my teammates were pouting. The following morning, hangovers were very much present and no-one was in the mood for the 'team activities'.It sounded much too like hard work. My room-mate was throwing up for most of the morning and I didn't see her at all taking part in any of the activities. Unless you class throwing up as an activity.

I got home around lunchtime hoping for bed. Alas not, my website was down and I had 'urgent updates' from one of my clients. I got to bed at 6 and I have never slept so much. 16 hours I think. Needless to say I was bright-eyed and ready to go yesterday. There was shopping to be done :)

Last night, headed to the mate R's house for some dvds. Thankfully she didn't want to go out and party so it was a chilled out night with some takeout and tea from her gay teapot. Don't ask, tis a long story. Today is the big match, the Dublin v Meath replay. Both myself and Mammy2 are shattered so I reckon it will be just heading to the local to watch it. The Winchester ;)