What a Week
It all started on the 12th. My 15 year old sister has been dating some 18 year old loser. My parents told her on Sunday that she could no longer see this guy. And what is the point of argueing when she is not allowed to date until next year. The waterworks began. She told my Dad she hated him. Gave him chest pains. He really doesn't need this as he is recovering from a heart attack he had in April. My parents call me to talk to my sister, being the voce of reasoning that I am. I tell her everything she doesn't want to hear. She screams and cries. I know this guy! he is not taking advantage of meeeeee! I tell her that just because she met this guy in August at a local pool and have talked to him on the phone a couple times does not make him a person you know very well. I ask her...so what is so wrong with this guy that he can't go out with girls his old age and what is he doing hanging with 15 and 16 year olds when he has graduated? She replies is true teenage fashion "Whatever..."
I talk to her on Monday. She has stayed home from school *cough* *cough* Wow you sure have been sick alot. Last week too.
"You promise you won't tell Mom?" She begins.
I give the standard " How bad is it?"
"Just promise you won't tell..."
She begins telling me that she had been staying home when my parents had their World of Faith convention at church (long story...just know it involved being at church every night for one week) lo and behold the 18 year old comes over and no one knows...gee this guy is looking out for your intrests I am sure. Friday night her other 15 year old girlfriends come over they get so drunk. 10 shots vodka. 8 shots tequila. Brilliant little girls. They sneak out and meet this 18 year old and his friends. Can it get worse??? She tried to commit suicide because my Mom and Dad said she couldn't see the guy anymore. Now, I am already thinking. How can I tell my Mom without telling her everything and letting my sister know I told. My sister Says she's going to stay home the next night (Tues) to see the guy. I tell her not to. My my ends up getting on the phone. I don't tell her anything yet. I need to think. In the background I hear my sister
"Mom, I just threw up in the kitchen"
I'm getting pissed becaus I know she is not sick. She is screwing her life up. I decide to just tell my Mom "Don't let her stay home, not matter what you do"
(to be continued)

Another Super Boring Day in hte Life of Yours Truely
I don't know who'd want to be a housewife. It is so god-awful boring! Yeah I think my little stint as a domestic godess is nearing an end. I am going to get a job, any job next week!Too bad I'm a proscrastinator. Ya know...two porcrastinators should not get married, they never get anything done. RIght now I am tinating. I could be doing a number of things ...let's see... I could be doing my workout (which let's face it if I ever want to fit back into my sz 7 jeans I need to do) I could be cleaning any portion of this dumb place, I could be making calls I need to make. I could be doing anything... but what am I doing? That would be procrastinating.
What will I do later? Probably try to ditch the girl who won't get a hint. If I tell You that I am busy please do not call my husband and see what he is doing. Well That might have something to do with the fact I think she has a crush on him. If HE tells YOU we don't want company and are busy...get a clue. Then after all this please do not show up saying you were in the neighborhood when you live in another town. After all this if you are ignored the whole evening do not stay until 1 a.m. and only leave when my husband falls asleep on the couch. If we have a movie on it's because we wanted to watch it together! Without you. Do not proceed to talk during the whole thing about your new motorcycle and how you want to match it with head to toe yellow accessories. You will look like a giant bumble bee that needs to be swatted.
Ok done for today