Whats the use of a schedule?

Well I'm stuffed If i know!

Yesterday, our family had a big day of social engagements and outtings to go to..

So, my mother took it upon herself, to nagging us all into getting ready the night before..

We nearly ended up in world war 3 cause we didn't have "formal" enough clothes for this concert we were going to see at the Opera House last night.

So, anyway, we all got our clothes ready on the friday night, so all we had to do was shower, and leave the next day.

Did it help? No.

Were we on time. No.

Who made us late? Mum.

We were all sitting in the car at 9:30 in the morning, waiting for mum who's still standing in the bathroom putting her "face" on.

*sobs of dispair*

So! We went to Palm Beach first, for my Aunt's 60th Birthday party, which was fantastic. Then, at 2:00pm we had to leave for the Opera House, to see Paco Pena, a flamenco guitarist.

I ended up driving, because i was the only one not drinking.

So, anyone who's been following this diary and has read my entries on driving with my parents, knows what I'm in for!

Mum, was sitting in the back seat... everyonce in a while, she'd gasp or screech.. really throwing my concentration off, while dad sat in the front, with his hand on the handbreak, left hand on the ceiling handle, and constantly saying "Back of Jane, we're in no rush"

I just shut them out and drove, Got us there and home in 1 peice, no speeding fines, car crashes or DUI's. So there.

The concert was absolutely fantastic!!!! Brilliant!!

Afterwards, we went for coffee at a place called Rossini's.

Where, I flirted with one of the waiters uncontrollably all night, while, the waiter who served our table, tricked us into buying a $16 dollar dessert and then got the shits when we didn't leave a tip.

Asshole.

Anyway... it was a really great night, and I had a hoot!

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