- Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:10 pm
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Today is Miss Yudster's 18th birthday party. Her birthday is on Boxing day, but her party is today. We know the owner of a local nightclub and he has arranged a special night for her and a whole bunch of her friends at his club where Stacey Solomon is playing tonight.
Her very very acceptable, 6ft4 rugby playing boyfriend (which is a lovely thing for a mother to be able to say, believe me.....) is on his way over, and she is going to wear the gorgeous dress he bought her for Christmas. They've even asked me to go with them, but I won't - sweet though eh?
I can't believe she is 18, it seems like no time at all since she was this tiny little doll in a pretty dress eating like a pig and behaving more like a boy than a girl. My baby girl is all grown up, and I am SO proud of her.
Just remembered that I played pool with a satanist last night. Really should go out on a Friday more often.
Had a good night last night. We lost the pub quiz but had my hair plaited by a viking.