When I offered to make recital bouquets for BG and her dance friend, I didn’t think twice about it and wasn’t even remotely worried about being able to pull them off. My only worry was going to be finding flowers in the colors that worked as I always try to coordinate with the costume colors. Since this year’s costumes were teal/black, amethyst/gold, and rosy pink, I knew it was going to be a challenge. I had no clue color wasn’t going to be my biggest problem.
It is officially recital weekend and I’m in crazy mode. Yesterday was all about running around and getting some last minute things taken care of (why it takes until last minute before she realizes she needs some of these kinda important things is beyond me). Today won’t be much better because I, again, managed to add another thing to my to do list when I offered to make the recital bouquets for BG and her dance friend.
Today is one of those bittersweet moments of being a parent. A moment when you see your child in the middle of a transition from one part of their life to the next. Today, I watched BG graduate from 8th grade and I’m just overflowing with emotions. Mostly pride, because my girl is just amazing and I got to see proof that I’m not the only one that thinks so.
This is one of my favorite times of year. Dance costume/picture/recital time!
From the time my kids were old enough to do puzzles and play games, Hubby and I have tortured our kids on Easter by forcing them to do a scavenger hunt to find their baskets. It took a time or two for them to get the hang of things, but they absolutely fell in love with the tradition.
Yesterday, I took BG and a couple of her friends out shopping. BG needed some clothes for the coming warm weather and I thought it would be fun to have her friends come a long, go to lunch and make it a day. It was so awesome and those kids are crazy fun. I love that my daughter has such amazing friends.
Again, I was denied my fun and my cake skills as BG requested a super simple box mix with store bought icing cake with no theme. No fun for me, but it was her birthday and is what she wanted, so it is what she got.
The upside is that I didn’t have to spend days working on it like I usually do when I’ve been given a challenge. I pretty much had this one baked and decorated in an evening. It has been a while since I’ve done one this simple. I will use box mixes, but almost never use anything other than homemade icing unless it is for my cream cheese cupcakes, so doing this one was really strange for me.
Cherry chip cake with cherry icing. It was stupidly sweet, but she was thrilled and that is all that mattered.
The older they get, the less fun they allow me to have. I think I’m just going to say screw it and come up with a cake idea I like and just make it for the hell of it just so I can play.
This weekend kicked of the Christmas programs at BG’s dance studio. They are always cute, sweet and fun. What I did not quite anticipate was the fact that, with her ballet program at least, she would now be in a show with Seniors. Continue reading “All Sparkles and Feels”
Today will, hopefully, finish what is left of my shopping. I have one or two things left on my list to take care of, but the last big thing is what the kids do for each other. Continue reading “Finishing Up and Gift Giving”
At least with the decorating part anyway. I still need to get back to work on my nutcracker project, but I think I’m going to need to take a day off to just rest tomorrow. Trying to do all of this over the last week while battling a very nasty cough has just worn me out and I think I need to be done for a bit. Tomorrow is doing to be a veg day where I just sit and soak up all the pretty that is my house for the holidays. Continue reading “And Done!”
I still have some final packing up to do of the decorations because we just pulled everything down and in last night, but I’m not so sad to see the back side of Halloween this year. Continue reading “Not So Sad Goodbye”
I am both laughing and worried this morning. BG, at 13, has a boy that MIGHT ask her out. So. Much. DRAMA! Continue reading “Oh, The Drama!”
One of the many projects that has been sitting on my to do list has been to dig through all of my old photos to find my favorites to print and hang on the walls. I’ve been terrible over the years of just moving them from my camera to my computer and not ever really doing anything with them beyond posting them on FB or adding them to my background or screensaver. Continue reading “Hindsight”
My daughter, BG, dances. For her, it is really just about doing something fun. She does most of the options available to her, tap and jazz, but her favorite is ballet. Last year, she got to do pointe for the first time. I was thrilled for her, but found out quickly that, for her, it was probably way more work than what she wanted to put in for something that was just supposed to be fun. After about week 2, she came out of class in tears. Continue reading “Dance Time”
It was slightly less than a year ago that OC decided that he wanted a life unhindered by parents and rules. It is past the one year mark since I cut ties with the majority of my family. I have learned a lot in that time. About me. About my kids. About what is important.
The last couple of weekends have been really hard and really busy. After OC decided to not be here anymore, Hubby and I needed to clean the toxic waste dump that was his room. It smelled horrid as he never did laundry or cleaned up even slightly. When I say didn’t do laundry, I mean he hadn’t done it since he got back from my parents the first of July. Not once. I’m sure there were even some things buried in his closet that had been there for much longer. There was trash and junk and pretty much everything you could imagine shoved in every nook and cranny. Continue reading “Coping and Cleaning Out”
The importance put on family is something I have spent a lot of time thinking on, not just lately, but for a very long time. With some of the issues with OC and also with regards to my own parents, siblings and in-laws, it has been something that has kind of always sat in the back of my mind. Why do we put different standards around family relationships versus all other relationships? There are times where you are forced to put up with or tolerate behavior and treatment from family members that would never, ever be considered even remotely okay with any other person in your life. Why does blood grant that privilege? Recently, I’ve been forced to face this question head on and come up with some real answers for myself and my immediate family. Continue reading “Reflections on Family and Relationships”