I have taken it upon myself to call him (mo)Ron. Instead of Ron. Ron was too boring. But yes my mother has a new boyfriend. We went to his house and rode his little golf cart thing up to where he keeps his horses. It was pretty cool…I got to feed them carrots. I haven’t been around horses since my English riding lessons years ago. It was neat being around them again. I suppose. Then we left to go back down to his house. (mo)Ron is an architect and has worked for Disney. He designed his house that he currently lives in, which is pretty neat looking. Especially his backyard. That was way cool. He’s really wealthy also I’ve heard….not that that honestly makes any difference. The fact that he seems nice is enough. After we visited the horses, we went to Sisley for dinner. I love Sisley…I got my salad. Yessss….and I also got two Shirley Temples. I’m very awake now. Very awake. (mo)Ron seems nice enough. But then so did George when I met him. I shall make it clear to him that, if he does what George did to my mom, he will surely pay. Ever since my mom had her big breakup with George, I have had issues trusting men. I mean I didn’t that much before that either, but that made it worse. My brother left a cracker out on this desk and there are ants all over it, so I must type quickly…or they will surely attack. Or something. But Ron seems nice enough. He’s polite and, unlike most wealthy people, is not a snob. He seems cool. Hopefully he really is… Jordan and I didn’t end up doing anything today. She wasn’t even allowed to go online for the majority of the day, as she was busy cleaning her room. So I didn’t talk to her until later. My mom finally got home from that party at I don’t know what time, but she went to sleep. She slept until it was too late to do much of anything anyway, so we just hung out with Ron. Obviously. But I wanted to do something with my friends this weekend. Oh well. Maybe during the week or something. That would be cool. But for now I have to feed the dogs and make sure I have everything ready for school tomorrow. I tried to tell my mom that we had the day off, and Ron started to buy it (hence his new nickname), but my mom knew I was lying…drat. Maybe next time. I’m awake. Still. Really really awake. Funny because I was tired just a few hours ago. And now I’m not. Oh yeah. At Sisley, we sat in the outside-ish area. Ron started talking to me about art and stuff, but before I could say anything, the table next to us collapsed. I mean, the glass covering the table slipped and all the people’s food crashed to the ground. It was way cool. It was EVERYWHERE. I thought that the glass had broken and maybe cut the woman’s leg open, but no such luck. There was no blood shed… Oh well. Maybe next time. But for now…(mom bitching at me to turn the computer off) Cheers. (Because I’m so British) P.S. - If you were as confused as Jordan was about the whole boyfriend nickname thing, just know that I called him Moron. That is his nickname. Moron. Not Mo, Jordan...lol