Keira is 13 today and starts highschool tomorrow! I can’t believe I have a teenage daughter already!
I may be biased but she’s growing up beautifully. Such a lovely face…casually beautiful is how I would describe her.



She looks a little older than 13, which is a bit of a worry…it’s only a matter of time before she discovers boys…or worse, they discover her!
Anyway, we’re going ahead with the Private school plan. We talked with Keira about it and she really wants to go.
I phoned the school this morning and the headmaster wants to come over for dinner!
‘Why?’ Dave asked when I told him.
‘Buggered if I know’
Personally I don’t see the need for a headmaster to come to our home. I find that a tad invasive. What's wrong with an interview?



He’ll be here at 5pm so I’m on a cleaning frenzy. We have 2 bathrooms now since we all seem to coincidently need to use the bathroom at the same time. As much as I love the convenience of having an extra bathroom I do NOT like the extra cleaning.
Keira is helping me though, not that I asked her to but I have come to understand as she gets older she cleans more when she’s nervous.
As a matter of fact, she’s not really helping….she’s going over what I’ve already done.
I guess my cleaning isn’t to her standards…I pity the poor man who ends up marrying her.



House is finally clean. I thought I would never have it done! I have less than an hour left to get changed and prepare dinner.
At the request from the school he would like a nice meal, a tour of our house and an overall good time!
‘A tour of your home would be lovely’ They said. ‘It will help decide whether you are a family worthy of association with our institution’
Anything else your majesty? Bloody hell! What are we getting ourselves into here?

Ok This black shirt and….these pants. I hope they’re up to the headmasters ‘standards’



‘You’re not wearing that are you?’
‘Why what’s wrong with it?’
‘well don’t you have a dress shirt or something, we have to impress you know’
‘This is all I have, all my dress shirts are too small, look if the headmaster doesn’t like it he can shove it up his…’
‘ok ok, That will have to do then, there’s no time to get changed anyway he’ll be here in a minute’


What looks like a Mercedes has just pulled up out the front.
Shit! I haven’t started dinner.
‘Dave can you go and greet the oh mighty one and give him the ‘grand tour’ while I get dinner on? Please’

I’ll just sneak a peek out the window to see what we’re in for….oh ok…a private school headmaster with long hair.
Not what I was expecting.



Nice bow tie. *giggle*

Right, what do I have? Fish, fish and oh look more fish. I guess we’re having fish then? Bass with squash for the long haired mighty one.



I wonder how Dave is going with the tour.
‘And this is the backyard…’
‘Wooooo Wooooo Yeah!’

Oookay then. I take it he likes the backyard. Maybe he’s taken a fancy to Keira’s scooter that the Garden Club liked so much?



*giggle* I’d love to know what Dave is thinking right now. Probably something along the lines of ‘Man, this guy is off his rocker’

Oh oh, they’re coming inside…look busy.

‘And this is our lounge room…’
‘Woooooo Hooooo! Yeah!’



Now there's enthusiasm for ya.