The kid has decided to start making smoothies. At around 11 o’clock of an average night, the poor bananas and kiwis are clinging to the side of the fruit bowl. She shows them no mercy as she kick starts the blender and its mayhem in the living room. Oranges try to pretend their candles, apples start whimpering and the kiwis just play it cool. Until she picks them up and then they turn into
quivering masses. She’s at home today, a rough night emotionally is her reason. I blame it on the smoothies. Poor Mammy2 was drinking loads of them last night. Thankfully, because I don’t like them, I didn’t have to drink any.

Met up with a friend from my old work place yesterday for a glass of wine, the conversation over ran and I was late for meeting the mate R. To say she was unimpressed was putting it mildly. The frost cleared somewhat later in the night, I think the Long Island Teas and the food helped. She was pouted for a while, but living with a teenager who’s premenstrul most of the time, I can handle a stroppy 21 year old.
Finishing up today for a long weekend, myself and Mammy2 are away for the Friday and Saturday night. Well not really away, we’re staying elsewhere then at home. A mate is going to hang with the child for the weekend. The weather is looking good so we are probably going to do all the touristy things, like the tour bus trip and perhaps the Guinness Storehouse tour as well. Mammy2 likes her Guinness.

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