There’s a first time for everything..
I tackled a hairdryer this morning. I think it won. Bear with me whilst I explain the situation. Hair is growing longer, hence the less then complimentary statements from some areas , * throws a glare R’s way *. Well, as a result, if I shower in the morning, and lets face its an necessity, then I am in the perplexing sitiuation. If I don’t dry my hair I am at the mercy of Mother Nature who I am convinced is a lesbian. There’s no other reason for the head on me arriving into work, with hair au natural. I have to then proceed to try and do something with it to make it look less like somewhere the crows need to nest. The hair dryer was suggested. I have used a hairdryer once before, the breakup was rough. No talking on either side for a long time. The kid threw out hers without a manual I might add. I switched it on and nearly blew the nose off my face. I had no idea how to control it or do anything with it. The kid shouldn’t just expect me to pick up how to work it?! I could kill myself or the fish if left alone. She rolled her eyes, said “Do this, then this and then this..” Sure enough, apart from one annoying part, it worked?! She suggested hair moose. I looked at her. Baby steps I explained, baby steps.
She got up herself this morning. Not alone that, but she was in a good mood. Might have something to do with the art preparation she has all day. Her poster exam is on Tuesday, and there was a panicked sitation in relation to her themes. Which in fairness to her were pretty shit.
Holiday destination: space
Positive ageing week 2007
Ballinasloe horse fair
She chose the space one and has some good ideas for her so she’s slightly less panicked about it. Her drawing exam is on the Friday and then that’s all her art praticals done. I know she can do it, its just a case of time being against it. She spends so much time working on detail that she might run out of time. Fingers crossed it goes okay. The love interest S, the cad is gone we think. After he stood her up last week, he’s made a few stupid comments and she’s unimpressed with him so she reefed him out of it. I tried to refrain from opening a bottle of champagne and throwing a party. Hopefully he’ll stay in the bad books.
I’m still trying to get her to give me the list of who she wants at the bday bash. She changes her mind so often. She gets on well with most of our mates, some of them are like family for us titches. However, the mate C has fallen off the list. In her defence, she has invited him the last 2 years and he hasn’t bothered making an effort. Too hungover or he’s forgotten. Also, she’s unimpressed with his relationship with me. Its hard with her, because she’s so protective and has’t got the maturity yet to release that just because someone pisses me off or upsets me doesn’t mean she needs to hate them. She’s doing better, but its in all of us. It was one of Mam’s traits. Do to one of us and you do to all of us. I need to get organising the party though and she’s been so blasie about the whole thing?!
She’s heading to Cavan to see her lesbian male friend M. She’s so funny when she’s talking about him, apparently he’s worse then a woman. I’m not sure what that says about her opinion of women in general. But she’s gone from Saturday until Sunday night so wahay! Empty apartment, we’ll obviously spend all the time cleaning and doing house work ;)Thank god its Friday, this week has been so long, I’ve had a load of work on and extra work as well.
Normally I don’t work evenings but as one of my sites is supposedly going live next week, I have a lot of updates to do to get it ready for testing.
A friend recently commented on situation that she said she couldn’t talk to me about because I don’t deal with it rationally. I found the comment strange I guess, because I see myself as a rational and fairly calm person. I guess you can come across differently to people. I always would like to think that if I am mates, espeically good mates with someone that the person can come to me and talk to me about stuff and vice versa. Friendship is a constantly growing and evolving state. Look at me , with my hallmark phrases 
A weekend of lunch with the mates and rugby and ‘laundry’ ahead, I’m really looking forward to it. The sister is home monday week! I can’t wait to see her. I had bit of a weird moment on Wedensday night. We were hanging with the kid, when I say hanging, read she was online on Bebo or Fleebo or whatever other social networking site she’s a member of and we were sitting on the couch chatting. The brother had txted me asking for a picture of Mam as he wants to put the picture in the paper for her anniversary. Its a country thing I reckon. I asked the kid to email a pic from the folder of pics of Mam. She didn’t know we had any pics on the computer so she had a look through them and uploaded some of them to her Fleabo space. At one stage, she was yapping about something to do with Mam and slagging saying “Yeah, well only for Mam’s dead..” It was a real shock to hear the word. I guess, because I never use it and as a result other people don’t use it around me. I was thrown for a bit. But then we went back to taking the piss out of everything. Its what we do best
