Emily put on a performance last night over absolutely nothing (it usually is) but luckily Phill got home earlier than expected and I let him deal with it. To his credit he started off very calm and soliticitous but she would try the patience of a saint and he got a bit cranky with her. I stayed out of it and he stormed out and said he was going to get some beer. He came back and had a bottle of wine for me as well. I don't think so. It sat on the kitchen bench for a while before I went out and put it away so Emily couldn't get to it. I had no interest in it, I am feeling too healthy and happy to need to put any poison in my body. But I was proud of myself, as I was feeling shaky and upset too, you never know what Emily is going to do which is the worst part. She bent one of my good knives, I still don't know what she stuck it into, the only damage I could see out there was a poor stabbed mandarin.
Anyway I went for a drive around the wet Friday night streets to calm down a bit, and saw lots of young teens out and about, looking worse for wear, and it was only about 8.30pm. I came home and put my pjs back on and took my Valerian, made some hot milk and honey and got into bed and watched tv for a while then went to sleep. Before that I heard Emily and Phill arguing, she accused him of the usual stuff, basically we all have to walk on eggshells around her while she can abuse us all and pretty much do what she likes. She had decided (again) that she was leaving, and they argued back and forth with Phill saying if she did he would call the police. Neither of them realised, or didn't want to, that the police will do nothing now she is 16. They can't force her to come back, and to be honest I think letting her leave might teach her a lesson or two but I have no say any more. I refer her to him when she asks me for anything, he set the tone for discipline a long time ago, and is reaping the results now.
Onward and upward for me, I'm not wasting any more of my life on her histrionics. Comes a time when you just help someone anymore and they need to do it for themselves. I am putting all my energy into getting Josh through these last years of school and getting my own life back on track after so long being buried under all this shit with Emily.
I had a good sleep and got up early to watch the Olympic opening ceremony. I'm not a huge sport fan but this is history. They still won't match our 2000 effort but I'll watch anyway. ;)
Going to have a curry night tonight, I have some lamb and will make some side dishes. I feel like trying something different, might go and have a Google for some recipes.
And when did Olympic athletes all start looking like models? Some of those girls could give our Jennifer Hawkins and Miranda Kerr a run for their money.
I am happy, I am well, I am grabbing onto the good things in my life with both hands.
My little star (although not so little these days)
Little luxuries
Freshly baked cornflake cookies for after school. Low fat too!
1 comment:
ha..tell you what I told Pat..run..run for your life.
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