Parental Arguments

Hey again!  Lucy here.  I just had a pretty weird experience.  I woke up early to go to the rest room, and as I was walking down the hall I passed my dad and step-mom's door, and I overheard them arguing.  It sounded pretty bad too... they were fighting about money.  I guess my step-mom bought some painting which cost way more than my dad thought she should spend, and he was really upset that she did it without talking to him first.  And then she was upset that he was acting as if she needed his permission.

Now, I've made no secret of the fact that I don't get along with my step-mom.  Sometimes the sound of her voice sets my teeth on edge.  But hearing them argue like that really scared me.  I used to think I'd love it if they broke up, but I know now that I wouldn't.  My dad would be miserable.  I mean, I can't see anything in her, but he apparently really loves her.

Have you ever heard your parents arguing?  If so, did it worry you?

Went to see Harry Potter... saw him and then some...

Konnichiwa!  I think I mentioned in my last post that my friend Keisha and I were going with my dad to see the last Harry Potter film.  Well, we went last night (Sunday) and we all loved it!  We went to a little local Italian restaurant before hand (I had a chicken alfredo calzone that was huge and Keisha had lasagna... we both split our meal in half and swapped with one another... yum!).  The theater we went to was really big and had two arcades, so we played DDR and Guitar Hero before we saw the movie.  My dad tried to win us a prize from the claw machine, but he couldn't... he ran out of quarters and said the machine was rigged! =P


Well, when we finally went in to see the movie, we sat way up in the top of the theater so we could see the whole screen without stretching our necks.  The theater was pretty packed, even though the movie has been out for a while.  But you know what?  We all loved it!  It was pretty wonderful.  


When we came out of the theater, though, I had a pretty big shock.  I had asked my brother Dylan  that morning if he wanted to come with us, but he said he was going to stay home and read.  But when we were coming out of the theater, I saw him and two girls (twins his age) walking out of the ice cream place across from the theater.  Why would he lie to me?  I can understand if he had plans, and I get that he needs his space and privacy and stuff, but that's no reason to be downright dishonest.  =/  I want to confront him, but what could I say?  I don't want him to be mad at me.  Whenever we fight, I always end up crying... then Dad gets mad at Dylan and he gets even madder at me.  Ugh, brothers!!