THE losted posting

okay so I losted a posting, according to my soulsis "it happens"

What I posted happened on Xmas eve, my three chicks and I went with my parents to "Carols by candle light". I'd made some naff candle holds for the night and was looking forward to it. Foolish me. But now it's burnt in to my mind what it's like and i WONT fall for it again. Really. We arrived after I'd babied my poor under the weather car there. Found our spot and set up. First mistake I made, I forgot the ear plugs. Shit were they loud, thought to myself if we moved maybe our ear drums would last. Then looked around and noticed that no matter where we sat out ear drums were in danger. Why I asked myself do they HAVE to have the music so loud, then remembered, muszos are mostly deaf, duh. And why should they be the only ones, right.
So we settled down to wait for the "testings" to be over n the carols to start. Off goes my chicks to run mad n look around. Of course they find people they know, think they know to many people. Well turns out the people they know they know thro Their farther. (note here; I am, lucky, divorced from their farther). Now i have nothing against these people, hell I don't know them. But i put on a smilely face and say "Hi, how ya going". Anyway i go back to our spot and put my fingers in my ears. Soon it all starts. Let me say at this point, there are people out there that love to stand in front of other people and think they can sing and everyone loves it. Hhhhhmmmm, my ex comes to mind for some reasons, can't think why. *look of innocents*
So after kinda rounding up the chicks, which was just us sitting there and waiting for the chicks to come by and TELLING them to sit down, our carols start. Would like to make a note here, somehow we ended up with an extra chick??? Have no idea why she stayed with us, we told her off too. We sat and sang some songs, oh and i must make special comment about the programs. On the frist page they made a list of order of songs. Now the normal person would then conclude that the songs in the program were in that order. Think again it was find the song time, guess it was done that way to see if we where paying attention. Soon my parents and myself were thinking of home. But Mumzie said, "Let's wait for Santa". (local fire truck rolls up with "Santa" on borad and give lollies to the chicks) Okay we say we'll wait. Yes the best was to come. They announce some guy is going to come up and entertain the chickies, ............ Right I want to get this across so you get the WHOLE picture, uh hmm. Chicks are asked to come to front, off they happily hop thinking of fun . The guy starts asking for chicks to stand up on very little platform, Mary first, her doll as Jesus, he did ask everyone there if someone had a small baby to do Jesus, *raise eye brow* yeah right. then there's joesph, sherpards, (one was my daughter), Kings and so forth. You do the sums, small platform lots of chicks. We sit there thinking something funs going to happen right? Wrong, he starts lecturing about how "we lose sight of the REAL reason for Xmas" AAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH Shits me when people start that. The REAL reason for Xams IS NOT Jesus. Wont go into that. Did the chicks have fun, lets just say that they where having SO much fun that they were going back to where their parent were. BUT there's more. seeing this is not working he pulls out a saw ............... more fun for the chicks. He starts playing the saw, one of the carols, i blocked out which one. Oh but lets not stop there, after he finishes he stands up and says he has a friend coming out to help with a song .................. Xmas Carols, hhhhmmmm Xmas character you say. Santa maybe, NOT, Rudolph, NO, Xmas Elf maybe, think again. What on this wonderful Xmas eve night do they bring out you may ask, David Blowie, you got it a Blow Fly character. That's right some guy in a blowie costum. *shakes head* More chicks go back to their bemused parents. Lucky Santa comes along, mad rush to the truck. Sure some chicks got squeezed, knew my chicks would be fine and in the front, don't ask. Now this means the rest of the chicks leave the wonderful and entertaining blowie and scream for lollies, nothing like knowing what Santa's for. *snigger* Soon our chicks are back with their bag of late night upppers. ............ And off we go home, escaping to hear another day.

Now to get to the reason I bought this up. My beautiful daughter came to me a few days later; "Mummy can i talk to you in private?", "Sure hun", "Mum you know the other night when we went to carols?", "Yes hun", "Well there was a boy there i knida know", "Oh", "I think I'm in love with him", .......... "Oh, how do you know?", "Cos I go shy around boys I love" ...........................
We've had this conversation a number of times now. Regarding different boys, why my daughter wants a boyfriend, she finally tells me is so she can share moments with him, don't we all. I try and tell her that she should kow herself first, that she doesn't need a boyfriend and to wait for the RIGHT boy to come along. *sigh* Where did this girl come from. I grow up a tomboy, wasn't interested in boys till much later. Here i have a girl who wants to look trendy, who wears jewellry and wants a boyfriend at 9. You know what I worry about most about her, she'll do something she shouldn't do because she thinks others will like her more for it.
Just to round this little tit bit about my daughter, she just came in to ask if she could wax her legs today............................
WWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Should i be suffering teenage hood so soon???????