Ambrose's Diaries - Blog Entry #10

Oh man, am I annoyed.

My whole world has crashed around my ears.

And it's all thanks to Dad.
Mom agrees with me too.


For some really stupid reason, he decided it was time to move on. Move out of the house that I've called home from as far back as I can remember, to another location.

I mean honestly.


He didn't even give us a full explanation. He simply told us we were moving, get our stuff ready and hop into the waiting taxi.

I'm gonna hate this place on sight. I know it.
And Mom will too.

She spent a good portion of her time, re-modelling and carefully refurbishing our old home (without anybody's help), only for Dad to stomp in and take over completely.

Not only that, because the move was so sudden, I've lost all contact with Kitty.


My rock


My best friend


My girlfriend.



The only girl that puts up with my weirdness.

We've been through so much together, Kitty and I. And now it's all gone.

I know I sound overly dramatic here, but so would you if you found yourself suddenly shipped off elsewhere, without prior notice, not even given the chance to leave a forwarding address or phone number to anyone.

You'd feel the same too.

I suspect it's got something to do with Dad's jealousy.



Ever since he met mom's old friend, he's been 'funny' ever since.
Mind you, it didn't help when Mom revealed to me that she'd actually kissed this other guy.


She did tell me that she was pregnant with me at the time and felt all lonely and hormonal.

But I'm guessing that that must have been the last straw for Dad.

Come to think of it, they married soon afterwards.
Hmmm. It's all starting to make sense now.

*sigh*

I'm gonna miss that old house and the memories in it.
Mom struggling with the repairs, because she had very little money, and getting herself wet in the meantime.


Falling asleep, exhausted on the settee, after coming home from a long day at work.


But always having time for me. Helping me with my homework and always being there.



I'm definitely going to hate this house. I know it.


At least I won't be staying there for too long.

College beckons.

And the sooner the better.

The only thing is, poor Mom. I'll be leaving her behind with him.

I can here the two of them arguing right now.




The walls in this new place are very thin indeed, and it's hard to concentrate on my studies.

I'm gonna miss the old place. With it's rickety old terrace and leaky roof that Mom kept putting off calling the repairman in for.



Sorry to be the bearer of bad news. It's just the way I am feeling right now.

Hopefully I should be in college, the next time, telling you of all the adventures I'm hoping to have in there.

And possibly have a brand new LTW (Life Time Want)

Ambrose's Diaries - Blog Entry #9

Hi folks, guess I'm really slipping up today. Haven't posted anything for weeks now. Just been far too busy etc.

Thing is, it's coming up to that time of year when I've got to choose which college I'll be going to. And I haven't yet decided.
There's no actual pressure from Mom and Dad.....
..... yet.....

But I have a sneaking suspicion that they're going to be dropping BIG hints pretty soon.

Work's been keeping me busy too. I get home on an evening and I'm thoroughly exhausted.
Thank goodness for Kitty.


Speaking of which, she's been taking up quite a lot of my time too.
We share a lot of things together, watch TV etc.

But the best thing of all is the 'making out' bit.

We kinda waited until Mom & Dad went out for a long anticipated meal together to celebrate something or other.... I dunno.

Then, with a bit of music in the background, we kinda started kissing.....



.... big sloppy wet ones.


A little cuddling on the settee.......

.....and.....



....one thing led to another......


All I can say is......

Phew.

Ambrose's Diaries - Blog Entry #7

Sorry for the delay in updating my blog, but such a lot's been happening recently.
After their unconventional wedding.

Yeah, I know. A Santa suit!?!?!

Mom and Dad just can't get enough of each other. They're always gazing into each other's eyes and stuff.



But enough about all that, I've really got to share some stuff with you today.

Firstly, I made my mom and dad proud of me. I've been studying hard, getting all my homework done and now I'm getting all straight "A's"



Even the Headmaster keeps popping over and calling mom, just to give her a progress report. He's even suggested that I go to Academie Le Tour, when I finally go to college. So, I decided to have a look at their prospectus on the internet.

It looks pretty good actually. All I need to do is to keep building a few skills and submit my application.


I got a promotion at work, and now I'm top of my career.
Way to go!!!!


Also, I think my two left feet syndrome's over. I can manage my balance and a few plies on the barre now. All thanks to my rising body skills.


I'm not the only one either. Determined to get to the top of her career, mom's started relying on some weird helmet type hat, with a lightbulb on the top.


Personally, I'm not sure she should be using it. And dad agrees too. Whenever he sees her wearing it, he always looks extremely concerned.

I'm not sure, just don't quote me on this. But I think that that was one of dad's inventions. I'm often catching him messing about with the robot crafting station.
He denies it of course, but I suspect he just can't help tinkering about all the time.


As a special 'gift' mom was given a Bio Station to help to boost her skills. She's always on there, making medicines for all cures.


Sooo, whilst she was asleep, I decided to try it out for myself.

Shhh. Just don't tell her ok?


I have to admit, it's pretty complicated. Especially with all those gadgets and buttons.

DAMMIT!!!!


What's wrong with this thing?
I can't get anything right? all that hard work down the drain.....

.... literally.

Dad's a really nice quiet guy. If he's not writing in his journal, he's also trying his dab hand at painting.
He's not very good. He even admitted that himself, however, I think he just likes to daub some paint onto a canvas, just to relax himself after a hard day's work.

Well, that's my news for today.
I know it's overlong, but I had so much to tell you all.

Cheers for now
Signing out

Ambrose

Ambrose's Diaries - Blog Entry #5

Mom's in a bad mood, so I'd better stay out of her way.

I'd better give you the full story here to avoid confusion....


She decided to save some money and try to fix my computer.
But that was just the start of her problems.

Luckily, she didn't get zapped like me, but it threw up some nasty sparks, none the less.

On top of that, whilst Dad & I were at work, she decided to cook up some chilli. (Well, I think, it was chilli)


And promptly set the stove on fire. Luckily for her (and us) with her quick thinking, she managed to put it out. (She was busy trying to turn back the clock by colouring her hair and forgot about the dinner cooking, but don't tell her I know that)

We got home to find a salad waiting for us and a long-lingering charred smell that poor Mom spent all afternoon trying to get rid of.

Oh dear.

Dad and I never said a thing when dinner was served. The grim expression on Mom's face was enough.

She's not very good with gardening either. With all the hours she works, and all the skilling time she puts in, sadly the garden was badly neglected.

I guess Dad & I weren't much help either. We don't seem to have 'green thumbs'. With my heavy clumpy feet treading about, I shouldn't wonder.

Oh well.

But that's not why I'm here. I have something else I have to share with you.

It's Winter here, and often the roads through to Riverblossom get blocked and the telephone lines go down with the weight of the snow on the cables.

When that happens, I lose contact with Kitty and I can't share anything with her. And I always feel bad, as she's stuck in the city, wondering about me. (well, that's what she keeps telling me anyway, but I know she's got plenty of friends)

Well, luckily for us, the snowstorm wasn't so bad this time and Kitty managed to come over to share our homework.

I'm not sure if it was the chill in the air.....

.... or the wolf at the front door making a terrible ruckus......
(I hate that animal, it's just so annoying, what it's doing here I really don't know)
It's always barking at our door, begging for scraps and stuff.


.... or the sharp, clear night.

Kitty was a bit miserable and needed cheering up. So I invited her over and we got chatting.


I held her hands and stuff like that (I learned that girls like that, well, Kitty does) and it made her smile. I like to see Kitty smiling anyway.

The evening was cloudless and decidedly chilly, but I could see that Kitty was shivering with the cold, so I gave her a hug.


It sounds really weird, but it felt just so right, hugging her close like that.


Well, I really don't know what happened after that, just that I suddenly wanted the urge to kiss her. Just to see what it was like.

Girls like kissing (or so I've been told, I've sneaked a peek at a couple of Mom's romance novels).
All I can say is....

.....EWWWWW.......

All that drivel about the 'passion driven in his loins, that made her bosom heave with perspiration'....

...... where do these writers come up with stuff like that???

Anyway, I'm going off track here.
I leaned across and pressed my lips to hers, expecting some major miracle.

..... and......



It felt weird, standing outside, near the mailbox, but oh well. Guess it's as good a place as any.


It was 'wet' and a bit 'sloppy', Kitty's lips were cold from the frosty night, but it made her smile even more. I swear she even went brick red too.

I think it was the cold night air really. It was a bit chilly that night.

And that made me happy.

We're 'going steady' now.

That should make Mom happy. She knows Kitty very well anyway.
At least she won't be screening all the other girls in my life.
And bringing out that dreaded baby album every single time!!

Thought I'd share that with you guys.

I'd better go now, get some more practice on the barre.
I have a feeling that I'll up for a promotion pretty soon at work.

Can't wait.

I see you're all wondering about Kitty?
Oh, she's coming over later to share our homework.

Honestly.

Hey, what do you lot take me for? I share a house with Mom and Dad, doesn't that tell you something???

Logging off now

Ambrose

Ambrose's Diaries - Blog Entry #2

Ah, heavenly, I just can't get enough of those stars.
And I guess mom and dad can't either.



Where we live, it's fairly mountainous, and there's often some low lying clouds.
But on a clear day, the sky just sparkles.


Shame my best friend Kitty doesn't think so. She's more into gaming.
Not that I'm too bothered. I don't mind sitting playing chess for hours on end.

Kitty and I go way back. We met each other at school, when we were both seven years old.
I liked Kitty from the start, with her braids and sunny disposition.


It's a shame she never went to private school. The education there was second to none.


But never mind, we still manage to sit on the same bus, chat about the same things.
People call us Siamese twins, as we're practically inseparable.

Oh no, mom's here, putting the laundry away.

Grr, oh no.

She wants to know what I'm up to.
I told her that I was writing my blog for everyone to read.
And now, she wants me to add a few more baby pictures of myself.

Oh please.

She insists and is refusing to move until I've added some more and posted it.
(I can always go back and edit them later on anyway)

Mom's, what are we supposed to do with them?

So, here we are.
Some more gratuitous pictures of me.



*SIGH*

I know I look cute. You don't have to rub it in mom.

I'd better go now before she forces me to add the whole baby album.

Bye