Nope, No way....Ain't gonna happen!

Well, well, well......when I got home LATE this evening from work (just love working until 6:45 pm and then driving an hour-and-a-half home), I noticed there were a couple of calls on the caller ID that I didn't recognize.

They were "local" calls, but I didn't know the name.

At first I thought it was a wrong number, but they called two times within about a 1 minute time period.

I then noticed there were some messages on the voice mail.

When the first voice message came on, all I could make out was the name "Chelsea", "call me back", and some giggling.

The next message was "Oh yeah, my number is xxxx"

Oh, and I did I mention the voice on the other line was MALE?

Not only was it a BOY calling, I seemed to recognize the voice of the boy who was calling.

Finally, I put the voice, the message, and the last name on the caller ID together.....


Jacob!

One of Chelsea's "friends" in her class.

Chelsea was at her Nana's house, so I called her to let her know that her "friend" called her and he wanted her to call him back.

She QUICKLY said "Nope, I'll just talk to him in the morning at school."

(That's MY girl!)

She then handed the phone to my mother, and ran out of the room red-faced and laughing. (per what my mother said)

My mom said "What did you say to her?"

So I had to fill her in on the events of the past few moments.

I wish I could say my evening ended there.....but I can't.

Five minutes later, our little Romeo called back again....

OK, what should I do? Ignore the call? Talk to him? Pack up all of our stuff and move to Alaska?

I finally decided to answer the phone and let him know that Chelsea was at her Nana's and she would talk to him in the morning.

Well, he was kinda sad about that news, but that was OK.....he proceeded to just talk to me for the next 30 minutes.

We talked about houses, busted water pipes, Church, the cold, Reading class (theirs, not mine), dinner, Alabama football, teachers (again theirs, not mine), General Hospital, and several other topics that I just couldn't quite understand.

I got a little offended when he hung up on me right in the middle of our chicken casserole conversation, but he quickly called me back and apologized.

I still don't know WHY he hung up on me though....maybe he is a vegetarian or something.

Finally, his mother found out he had been on the phone for 30 minutes and she made him hang up.

Dagum parents!

Oh wait, I'm a parent....

Scratch that.

So now I just don't know what to think.

Chelsea is ONLY 17, she doesn't need to be talking to boys.

I mean, it's OK if she is in love with the characters on General Hospital...

There is no way she will ever get close enough to them to touch them, unless I drive her to them.

(Which I did do back in August, but I was there to watch their grubby little paws...LOL)

But this is a REAL, LIVE BOY that she sees every, single day at school.

What's a mom to do?

I think starting immediately, HOME SCHOOL is in order!

Right after I change our phone number....