Le Oral Francais.
See how good I am with languages. I was once told I spoke it like a native, just not of that country. Ahem. I think I was being mocked. The kid has her french oral today. She’s as calm about the whole thing. Where’s the stress? The cramming? The panic? Not with her. Its more of a nonchalence. She casually said to me last night:
“Shelly, would you call me and remind me to get up tomorrow morning as I have the french oral? Thanks” That’s how casual she is about the whole thing. I opted not to go training last night. I was supposed to be setting one of my websites live, but the client changed their minds again about content so the going live date has been pushed out. As a result I had a free evening! I pottered around the shops for a while..Fancied a sit down and a natter so I rang the mate J. She was just finished work and she met me. I managed to persuade her to come training with me tonight. God bless her cottens. It should be fun and will hopefully be the motivation for me attending training at least twice a week. We had a chat about everything from politics to domient females. Don’t ask. She’s great to talk to though. Got home to the kid on the PC ’studying’. She has strategically placed books and notes all over the place to ensure we see how hard she’s working.
Mammy2 was out visiting her dad. He’s doing great. They removed part of his bowel and got rid of all the cancer. He won’t need a bag at all which is a relief. He’s in great form, was chatting away to everyone. Mammy2 spent the evening out with the clan.
This morning, I kicked the kid out of the bed. Made her lunch was horrifed to find a clump of hair on the floor. Being a fan of asian horrors, such as The Ring and The Grudge, I took no chances. I threw the bin out the window, nailed the washing machine shut and padlocked the fridge. The kid arrived out halfway through my precautions and just looked at me. Asked if I’d make tea and handed back into the room to finish doing god only knows what with her hair. She has annouced that she wants to go up to Cavan to hang with the ex M. I have to do some work though to find out if M knows the cad S and if so, what are the chances of the cad S being up there as well. Because there’s no way in hell. Then she mentioned the bank holiday weekend. She knows all my weaknesses. The chance of a full long weekend
without her. Lots of quality time, with the exception of an angryPotato meet. I told her I’d talk to Mammy2 about it.
We were working on trying to organise Rome. Mammy2 rang Dun Laogahire to find out when letters were being sent out to prospective students and when registration takes place.
As it turns out, she would be registering, assuming she got an offer, the same week we were planning on going to Rome. We can’t travel July/August as its just way too expensive. Its back to the drawing board. I suppose there’s always the boat. If our work places gave us like 3 weeks off.
