I HAVE CREATED A MONSTER!

My nine-going-on-thirty year old daughter asked me a few weeks ago if she could have a blog.

I laughed.

Heartily.

Because that is not. going. to. happen.

Until of course she *IS* thirty.

Then I will think about it.

I mean what would she write about?

That band of "nekkid" brothers?

What she ate for breakfast?

What teacher gives the most homework?

Sound exciting?

I thought so.

I would like to play it "safe" and not go there.

This weekend she has asked me 517 times if she could have her own email address.

I told her 516 times, "no".

On the 517 time, I caved.

I gave in.

Mostly to stop the harassment.

And to keep her mind off the whole blog thing.

I think I actually mumbled, "Fine" in my in-and-out-of-sleep-almost-napping state.

She ran with it.

She had a Gmail account set up in minutes.

She had a sidebar with contacts.

She had invited her friends to CHAT.

She had pictures of her friends by their contact information.

I was impressed with her ability to navigate the computer.

I was also a little scared.

This morning when I got up, Claire was already on the computer.

I walked into the room to check on her.

She was giggling.

I looked at the computer screen.

I looked again.

Claire was having an online chat with MY girlfriend.

What?

How did this happen?

When I asked her about it she replied,
"Oh, this is the second friend of yours I have chatted with this morning."

Pardon?

Come again?

Apparently if your green light is "ON" ....you are fair game.

Let this be a warning.

If you and I have corresponded via Gmail there is a huge possibility that you are on Claire's contact list.

If your green light is on, you may get an invitation to chat.

From Claire.

Please try to keep your conversations to a minimum.

This is really cutting into my "Blogging" time.

I am now reconsidering the whole "I-need-a-blog" thing.

At least I could make it private.

And not have to share my friends.