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Buffy has started Junior High School, 7th Grade. She LOVES it. She loves all her classes, all her teachers, and thinks it's funny that her algebra teacher thinks she's the smartest kid in class. I think Buffy is just finally in classes geared to her level (average) and she's no longer intimidated by her super-smart friends. I'm also very proud that she seems to be choosing very good kids to have as friends. She has three different groups of friends, her "goody-goody smart kid" group, her swim team friends (very very smart kids), and a couple thug friends from the neighborhood. She only hangs out with those "thugs" (I use that term loosely, they aren't that bad) while at home, and has decided to hang out with the other two groups at school. She told me she really wants to be "good" like her goody-goody friends, and I know she's secretly happy to be known as "smart". I'm very happy for her. Spike is turning into a teenage boy, but still a very lovable one, and he still loves his Mommy. He seems to like his classes okay, and I'm also really happy that he's dumping his old friends who are going bad, and finding some really great new friends that I really approve of. He was still seeing his 16 year old girlfriend when school started. The first day of school he met a new girl that he really liked, and started a relationship with her. Along with the 16 year old. Then he met a cheerleader. Somehow in his 14 year old boy brain he thought he could pull off a relationship with all three of these girls at once. Did I ever say my son was bright? I don't believe so. At any rate, Thursday evening he told me that he and the 16 year old had broken up, mutually, and that he wasn't seeing any of the other girls either. The next morning I found a note he had written that night, to a platonic girl friend. It was all folded up in that complicated way that you do when you're in school, never realizing that your mother probably folded her own notes in that very same way. I unfolded it and read it (they both know that if they leave a note out, I'm going to read it. If you don't want me to read it, put it away). The note told the real story of what happened to all the girlfriends. In a nutshell, he was busted. All three girls found out about each other, they all three dumped him on the same day, a totally unrelated girl slapped him, and in the note he claimed he was "so so sorry", and felt "really really bad", and "can't believe I did this, my dad did the same thing to my mom and it's just wrong." "Awwwwwwww..." I thought as I read it. Poor boy! I folded the note back up as if I never read it, and at 7am when Spike's friends showed up at our door for school I handed the note to him, "Here Spike, did you need to take this too?" "Oh that. Nah, I don't need it," and off he went to school. "Well of COURSE you said 'awwwwww' when you read that part of the note," said Corina. "That's what he wanted the reader of the note to say too!" "You think?" I asked. "You think he was just playing her, and I got played as well?" "Absolutely!" she said. "Your son knows what he's doing!" Well, my son also has his own blog. And I checked it out yesterday, Saturday. This is what it said: "Heya.. i gota new GF...... already........... wow.... im like jesus.lol....just playin.. ok well im at marks and i talking aloud.... im tired... im with catherine....shes awsome..... im hungry..............the end" This makes the fourth girlfriend in two weeks!!!! And that boy is not sorry at all, is he! So, if my son is Jesus... Does that make me the Virgin Mary? ***** Scott and I went over my finances with a fine tooth comb, and I'm happy to say that it looks like things will go very well once Scott helps me catch up. Well enough that I was able to pay for a short term gold membership to get my graphics back. I can't wait for school to start!!!!!
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