As the my lovely publisher and good friend Euan has posted, I have my first book out. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope you enjoy. I am trying to figure out the sequence of my new project, it is not the sequel but Promised will have a sequel eventually. So excited!!!!

Anyway, crazy jumping around the room phase over, I have been wondering what conversation catergory teenagers fall into. I mean, parents and adults don't like our company. Well, the cool ones do but most think we shouldn't be involved in adult conversations, which I think could possibly be being as mean and bi-tch-ey (I do not swear) as teenage girls.
And kids are snotty brats who talk stupidly and are evil. Do we just go take ourselves off to some shelf where we fester till our elderly parents now think at 30 we are now capable of being an intresting companion!!!!
Ergh, then again, some kids are cute! I will give you the example of Poppy who is playing with a cup and spoon very cuely. Awh, she pretends to drink from it!!!!
She is adorable. She is 15 nearly months but here is a picture from Christmas when she was 10 months old.

 I guess I'll upload some more photos...

 Poppy looking defeated because she has been told that dirty, awful word, No! She is on her Dad's lap; he is the one who stopped the naughty raggamuffin btw.

 Albany, trying to persuade the parents to be gullible to her mischief. You can even tell she is planning something evil.

 Me and my Mommy, looking beautiful. Not! LOL

George and Albany on the swing set outside the Indian Restraunt.

Yes, an Indian Restraunt. My Mother did not wish to cook on Christmas so my parents said we were going there with no say from the kids. But as their argument was, the J-man was more likely to have eaten curry than mash potatoes and chicken.