Teenagers

I have a theory. Those babies that we so lovingly bring into the world, and hold and cherish with the upmost care, are so adoringly cute for a reason. Why you ask? So we can think back on those wonderful times when they turn into those tall, walking and talking creatures full of hormones and attitude, and in the case of girls tears. The loss of sleep and the dirty bottoms of babyhood seems nothing to me anymore, a vacation before the real stuff began. The scrapes, bruises, and messes of childhood seemed to be a warm up period before the action. Oh the trials and tribulations of parenting a teenage girl...

AAAAAHHHHHHH!

One minute she is crying about who knows what...then she is giggling and talking to herself. One minute she is rolling her eyes and stomping her feet...the next she is curled up in my lap wanting to cuddle. Two seconds after that the cycle is likely to repeat. AAAAAAHHHHHH!
Mood swings abound....Quirky is an emotional basket case....Mom is an emotional basket case...Dork is gone ( AGAIN!!!!). AAAAAAAHHHHHH! So here is what I am thinking...

It Hurts

How can you stop the most boring meeting in the whole world and get a group of roughly 60 people to stop talking all at once? Its easy...just insert one very cranky autistic child and one extremely exasperated mom. Works like a charm...the only problem being that said Mom may want to crawl in a small hole and hide. What nonsense am I babbling about now?

Barbie

The great thing about Barbie is that if something happens to her...well then there are usually at least 5 twins lying around that could easily take her spot. Or at least I thought until oh about 20 minutes ago....

Unexpected "Sightings"

I was supposed to by tickets to the ballet. I forgot. What's Nerd to do when Quirky is expecting a fun trip to the ballet? Hope that today is a flexible day and try something different. We went to a movie instead...a 3D movie at that. Loud music and images jumping out of the screen. It was enough to make me want to throw up and hours later I still have a headache. Quirky...breezed through it with flying colors. The whole change of plans...the loud noise...the 3D. Everything...well up until it was time to go.

Careful Stay Away from the Edge!

Quirky and I went for a walk around our neighborhood the other day. It was nice getting out after a winter's worth of practically hybernating. The walk for the most part was uneventful...she chattered like a monkey in a tree about Oscar Fido (http://themisadventuresofoscarfido.blogspot.com/ ). I listened and nodded a lot...somedays that is all I manage to do because I can't seem to get a word in. It was one of those kind of days. She had been talking nonstop since she sat down in the car after school.

A Tragic Loss

I am sad to say that we have suffered a great loss. Its tragic. I'm not sure that we can make it through the day. The WII remote has....(insert deep sob here) died. OK so it was really just the batteries but unfortunately we were not smart enough to buy rechargeable batteries and we didn't have any regular batteries anywhere in the house to be found. ALAS...what is a girl to do in the face of such tragedy?