Then she hit him in the DING DING!

So Princess Talk-A-Lot is coming to a very critical point in her education. You know the point where you start taking the SAT and ACT, going to look at colleges, finding out how broke your parents are going to be, all that general crap that we have done in our lives. Well a lot of us have. I didn't do it the so called traditional way, but I am working for her to do it that way.

So last night she was at a Math Boot Camp.

Not exactly like this, but afterwards her brain felt like this. 

She realized she didn't have her graphing calculator, because we don't use pen and paper and our brains anymore to graph things the old fashioned way. So she asked the boyfriend to borrow his. They went to his house to pick it up. She bent down to pick up something, he reached for something and elbowed her in the eye. She swings and hits him in the ding ding.

Now they are both damaged. His father accuses her of trying to feel up his son's junk. She accuses the boyfriend of abuse, and everyone has a laugh.

When I go to pick her up, she slips on the curb and bashes her really expensive teeth on the edge of the car door which brought a small amount of blood, but nothing major.

Fast forward to this morning......

She looks like this.....

Not Princess Talks-A-Lot, but a close representation

Well obviously this isn't her picture because she will not let me photograph this for posterity, but she has a black eye and a fat lip. The outer edge of her eye looks like she has tons of smeared mascara and bad eyeshadow all over it!

So this morning when I take her to school I wait for the boy and show him her eye, and he breaks into tears because he felt so bad. I know it was a total accident, but it was fun to harass the poor child for marking my beautiful princess. The young man's father was so apologetic and said he saw the incident and he was really trying to make sure I wasn't pressing charges.

God NO! Had he meant to do this, and had it not been something that she had already told me about and been laughing about I might have, but this is the trials of teenage foolishness.

So to my internet stalkers I have one piece of advice. Remember that your girlfriend, boyfriend, husband, wife, whatever is not your personal property to mark up like a chalkboard. So don't leave hickeys, bruises, cuts, or other mars on their person. This is just a sign of disrespect.