And so we head into a very busy next few days. If my posting is infrequent and/or incoherent the following highlights should explain why.
Last Night
- worked til 5
- ran kids to taekwondo
- ran to the Hallmark store and bought cards for various occasions, $40 later I had 3 cards for Mr Grumpy for Father’s Day, 3 cards for Gamer Dude for Father’s Day, 2 cards for my nephew’s graduation (1 from us, 1 from Mr Grumpy), 2 cards for 2 separate sweet 16 parties, and a get well card for my Aunt (oh yeah and a gift bag and some tissue paper)
- bought Father’s Day gift for Gamer Dude (another $40 as I picked up Grand Theft Auto IV
) at the GameStop next door
- went back to tekwondo, in time to watch last 20 minutes in the back of class as a cheering section
- ran girls to Day Camp to pick up Princess Nibbles’ camp shirt
- did a visual inspection of Princess Nibbles’ throat which is showing some tonsil inflammation (and had better only be allergies as this is SO not the time for another case of Strep) and dosed with some numbing spray (and is praying to all the Good Goods who are willing to listen that please let it not be strep) and sent her off to bed with a signed “I love you” and a blown kiss
Today
- buy graduation present for Miss Artistic … probably a gift card to the local Michael’s Crafts (which is what she’s asked for) and a disposable cell phone (which should make her squeal)
- buy shoes for Miss Artistic to wear to graduation (hate to buy a pair of dress brown shoes that she’ll rarely wear (if ever!) again)
- drop working paper’s off at pediatrician office
- buy gift cards to finish off Mr Grumpy’s Father’s Day gift and Angel Girl’s birthday (very belated)
- do some semblance of food shopping
- do some semblance of filling my fridge with real food
- lay out outfits for tomorrow
Tomorrow
- run about 1.5 hours north to attend a family high school graduation “party”
- spend 2.5 to 3 hours making more small talk (without anything new to talk about since last week)
- rush home, get Miss Artistic freshened and changed (into the dress from Hell)
- run Miss Artistic to her (one of them anyway) best friend’s sweet 16 party
Sunday
- make breakfast for the men (this may just wind up being bagels from Panera Bread)
- work 4 hours
- do the Father’s Day thing, ie make a nice dinner, do presents/cards
- pack a bag making sure I have everything I need for Monday’s activities
Monday
- get kids off to school
- drink large (monstrous even) cup of coffee
- stop at Taekwondo school and pay for upcoming testing
- get working paper’s signed at school
- get myself ready and presentable to attend graduation
- when Princess Nibbles’ gets home, get her beautified
- when Miss Artistic gets home, get her beautified and gowned
- get to graduation on time
- leave graduation on time
- drive to Trenton to attend the Celtic Women concert with Lady Rose & her crew & other lucky folk
- eat, drink, and in general make merry
- listen to pretty music
- hum happily to myself on the way home
- lets girls sleep on the way home
- find a way to have these two truths not be incompatible
- collapse into bed
Tuesday
- let the graduate sleep in
- get Princess Nibbles off to school for her last day (even if she has to sleepwalk)
- go back to bed
- lay like broccoli
- remind self this is why I took the unpaid day off and that getting one child all the way through 8th grade means I’ve earned it
Thursday
- have Miss Artistic dropped off at my place of work for her first day (4 hours of training)
- go out to eat for our own family graduation celebration/welcome to the working world
Saturday
- wake up early
- get kids to belt testing
- get Miss Artistic showered, beautified, changed and off to yet another sweet 16 party
- thank all the Gods that there are no other parties, birthdays, graduations or anything to spend money on for ….. oh damn! …… two whole weeks ….. but then that’s it until October, no wait August … get well gifts for Lady Rose’s upcoming gastric bypass surgery
Lots of fun and exciting things going on. Somewhere in here will also be (hopefully …. please ….) the long distance circle that wasn’t made manifest the other weekend.
Feeling a Little Crazy
Feeling an Awful lot Proud
Mama Kelly
