Showing posts with label Teenager. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teenager. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Independence day?


Tomika applied for her first job today.

Yep. I am that old.

She's just turned 15, and so legally allowed to work. When did THAT happen? There's nothing I can do about it. She wants to work. She's old enough. I'm sick of giving her money for clothes and makeup! So it makes sense right?

Where the hell did the time go? When did my little girl go from this:


To this?



Help!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Writers Workshop - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

Mama's Losin' It


25th March 2010

It's that time of the week again, and I am happy to be participating in Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. This week I'm choosing prompt number two, because it couldn't have come at a better time for me. I find myself saying this over and over more often than not lately...


2.) “I need all the help I can get and if repeating something healthy and inspiring to myself several times a day helps, then I’m going to do it!” -What affirmation makes you feel better? WELL THINK OF ONE.
(inspired by Shanna from Smiles, Miles, and Trials)


She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When I wake her up in the morning for school and she grunts at me in some unknown Neanderthal language, pulls her doona over her head and rolls over - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she stumbles out of said bed, half-an-hour later bleary eyed and dishevelled, and shrieks at me "Why didn't you get me up sooner? I'm going to be late for school!" - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she climbs in the car after school and answers my polite, "How was your day?" with another grunt - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she spends HOURS locked in her room on the phone with her friends, only coming out to forage for food or ask for money - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she waits until the morning of, to give me a school permission form to sign and produce 1 squillion dollars for said event - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she forgets to hand in her Immunisation consent forms to the school on time and misses out on the FREE needles, therefore costing me ANOTHER squillion dollars to have the shots done by the doctor - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she takes 2 HOURS to wash 2 plates, 4 pieces of cutlery, and 3 pots - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she sits zombiefied in front of the TV to the point where I have to put a mirror under her nose to see if she is still breathing -  She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she tries to smuggle MY make-up and high heels on her Year 7 camp - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she screams at me, "You don't understand, you're old!" And, "IT'S MY LIFE!" - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she gives me the silent treatment for not letting her post photo's of herself in HER BIKINI on Facebook - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she spends 3 HOURS in the bathroom, then comes out looking exactly the same, and GLARES at me for asking what she's been doing all that time - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she won't eat because she thinks she is fat - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.

When she cries for no reason - She is a TEENAGER, it is NORMAL.


When she turned her face away as I went to kiss her goodbye for camp...

She is a teenager. It is normal.



Tuesday, March 16, 2010

HELP!

Ladies and Gentlemen of the blogosphere.

Brea's Befuddled Brain for once isn't just a cute name. My brain is VERY fuddled, and it/I needs your help.

I have been asking around the 'touchable' people I know, and I am getting the same old tired answers that I get every year.

So I put this to you, dear, dear readers...





Tomika turns the big 13 in a little over a Month and I have NO IDEA WHAT TO DO FOR HER BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!


I originally had the (what I thought was) BRILLIANT idea of hiring out a Hotel suite for her and 5 of her GIRLfriends (with me safely ensconced in one of the rooms of course!), BUT the few Hotels I have contacted within my price range have said HELL NO they won't have 6 giggling teenagers in a room for the night, even with me in the room.

(Interestingly enough, just to appease my curiosity, I called one of them back, and told them I wanted the suite for 7 Women for a Hens night... And did they have 24 hour room service to deliver alcohol to the room AND would they mind if I got a stripper ~ They didn't mind. Hmm... I know which I would rather!)

I don't want to take them to the movies (boring), out for dinner (done, and double boring), or anything that smacks too much of childhood (embarrassing!).

Oh... And... THERE AINT NO WAY ON GODS GREEN EARTH THAT I AM HAVING THEM AT MY PLACE!!! (I'm just sayin'.)

So, any ideas on what I should do?

What would YOUR perfect 13th Birthday Party be...?


(I wonder if she'll still let me take photos like this of her once she turns 13? (He he!))







































Or will they all have to be like this...






















My PRE-teen, is going to be a ACTUAL-TEEN.

SHIT SCARED ANYONE?