Awful Start to a Better Day

The usual drama with school this morning, she is in some sort of trouble with her cooking class, she did this last Friday too, she won't tell me what but she wanted a note to come home at recess so she didn't have to go, I said no she needs to face things not run from them (wonder where she gets THAT from?)  So she didn't go and the fight was on.  I get teary and shaky when I'm upset and she was beligerent which just makes it worse.  RA rang to start to say something about the appointment on Tuesday and I told her we probably wouldn't be going and what was going on.  She was really good, God I've met some good and kind people these past few days.  She suggested I ring the local DOCS office and gave me the number.  They said I have to ring the hotline thing and report my own child.  So I did.  Bottom line is they won't put a 15 year old into a foster home, they just take them to a refuge, which is pointless as they won't get any help there and usually end up running away.   She put in an order saying that I need assistance.  Boy do I.  Phill suggested I ring the school principal and I was reluctant.  This is a family problem not really a school problem.  But I figured Garry should know what is going on and so I rang him and he was great too.  He said he can put in place some sort of thingy regarding her school non attendance, and would look into the cooking thing and get back to me.  He hasn't but I'll ring him on Monday.  I had a hair appointment for 12.45 and was going to cancel but Phill said just go and have some time for myself (did he hit his head?)  So I did.  Three hours in a hair salon is great for the soul and spirit.  They know us down there and the story of Emily and I talked to them about it, got pampered and felt so much better when I walked out of there with my hair looking 100% better.  Got home and Emily had made two of the most beautiful scrapbook pages, one about her and me and one about her brother, with the most beautiful words.

 This is the thing about Emily she is like Jekyll and Hyde I swear.  And the trouble is, she'll calm down and probably go off to school alright on Monday and everything will be forgotten, but it will happen again, of that I am sure.
Well it's Friday and I'm going to forget everything tonight and just relax.  We need to have a calm talk to Em but we need to do that together and Phill won't be home till late.
I'll get back to finding a solution on Monday.  I think our only hope is family counselling and Phill has even surprisingly agreed to participating.  I need tools and strategies to keep calm and be the adult in conflicts.
I'm sick of only posting doom and gloom.  I love the colour she put in my hair, it really lifts me.  The cut is good too, she cut it last time I had it coloured and I loved it then too.  This humidity is playing havoc with my frizz, and I got some shampoo and conditioner and a smoothing serum.  I'm going to cook my Alaskan salmon recipe tonight, with a big salad and oven curly fries.  Then I'm going to have a spa, and do my nails and read a magazine and chill out. 
To those of you who have left supportive comments, thank you, they really do help, and it means so much to know there are people who care out there.  And I do know there are people who are much worse off than me, and who are going through loss and trauma.  But this is my life and I have to deal with it the best I can.