a new direction

This is all news/new to me:

Apparently, there is this band
One Direction:

Apparently, they are a VERY big deal in Spawn’s world*

Apparently, the WORLD was in severe danger of ending
totally
fucking
ENDING
If we didn’t consent to her buying concert tickets
the VERY LAST ONES!!!!
(according to her)
for the Chicago show this Summer
RIGHT NOW**

Snot. Tears. Drama.
The whole nine yards.

We consented
relented
caved.

 What else could we do?

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* I suppose I should consider us fortunate. This is her first (and hopefully last) foray into the dreaded “boy band” quagmire. I know others, some of her friends and peer’s parents, who are jaded veterans of this all-consuming plague.

I thought we had dodged this bullet.

I thought we'd raised her better.
~Sighs~

** Note, this was last week
(& she's still prancing around like that ^^)

Premature

It’s not even April,
and I’m ALREADY coming down with Derby Fever.
Damn this unseasonably warm March.

 

Happy St. Patrick’s Day

If one could have a nation as a soul mate, and mine wasn't Canada - - Ireland would be a close second. Not politically, certainly, but topographically perhaps . . .

Aye, and yes, there is something about the countryside that just speaks to my soul.

Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh or,
Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig.