END OF THE WEEK

Hiya

It's the end of the week and we are knackered!  Been a bit of a busy one.

Frankenweenie was fab on Wednesday night, but we did have a bit of a moment as didn't realise, until we got there, that it was in 3D!  Callum hates 3D, big time, and so had the right hump to begin with.  At least he went into the theatre though which was something I wasn't entirely sure he would do and certainly isn't something he would have done in the past.  In the past, he would have just thrown a wobbler and walked out, but he went in, found a seat right in the corner, at the end of the aisle and sat himself down and contented himself with having a grumble about 3D being a waste and how he hates it and how it hurts his eyes, etc, etc.  He then started having a moan about every other little thing he could find to moan about; sounded like a proper grumpy old git to be honest, but better than walking out.  He stuffed his face with half his popcorn and finally settled in to being a little less hostile.  Phew!

Whilst waiting for the film to start he decided to have a little think about the piped music, wondering and asking whether the music was individual to each screen or piped into whole theatre and just cut out when film starts.  Must admit, I have no idea, but assume it's whole theatre.  Unfortunately I didn't make a note when I came out so will never know, luckily Callum had forgotten about it by then.  Any ideas?

As the film was a premiere preview there were no previews of up and coming films, which he moaned about, whoops!  But he did wear his 3D glasses, even when he didn't need to, and he watched the whole film with them on.  The film was brilliant!  Funny, sad and a little scary.  He enjoyed it and I think he forgot he was wearing the glasses to be honest.  He said that he liked it as there wasn't loads of stuff jumping out at him, which is true, there wasn't!  He has now told me that, apart from the glasses often giving him headaches that that is the bit he really doesn't like.

Thursday we continued to plan the Halloween party we are holding.  He's decided that the living room should represent the journey to the land of the dead with a red ceiling and black cut out trees.  Oooookaaaaay, let's see how we can do this one.  So 20mins later, 14 metres of red lining material ordered online and nearly £40 spent I think we may achieve something suitable; at least it'll be reusable unlike attempting to cover ceiling in tissue paper (our first thought) which would have probably cost just as much and would have ended up in the bin and it'll be far better than Callum's next suggestion (admittedly jokingly) that we could paint the ceiling with red paint - I think not!

Had a good look at the games we'll be attempting and had a think through how we could tweak our original ideas (well, mine and Terri's) to actually make them work within the space we have.  Have decided that there is a least one game he won't/can't join in with as he'll know in advance where things will be, but then if Terri's friends turn up then it will work out ok.

The afternoon was trampolining class which went according to plan and he practised some more somersaulting.  Then Carol and Lauren came back for a cuppa for an hour; Callum and Lauren being on the computer for Roblox.

Then, in true teenager style, he disappeared into his room for the evening.

Today, he woke up with headache!  Can tell he is now getting older as you'd have thought his head had fallen off.  He flumped on the sofa, flumped on the dog and huffed and puffed as if he was dying.  I dosed him with Calpol, made a cup of tea, gave him a cold flannel and sent him back to bed for an hour.  He woke up fine and devoured 3 lemon and sugar pancakes and another cuppa before we headed off to Dockside with Terri to buy even more Halloween bits and bobs.  I already have more Halloween decs than Xmas, but each year end up buying more.  I'll be able to open up my own shop one day, either that or we'll have to start a Halloween Party Organiser business. ;-)

Back home and, yet again, he disappeared into his room and, basically, we haven't seen him since apart from coming down to collect dinner and grumping a goodbye to sis when she left.

Nothing planned for this weekend, so doubt if I'll see him before Monday!  Oh the joys of teenagers.  Hehe.

Cya