It’s been a busy couple of weeks for us in Tipsy land. Besides all the changes going on at my job and the extra duties I stupidly volunteered to take on, we got to celebrate some milestones. First, I prepared a delicious meal for some of the eldest’s boyfriend’s family. It was the first time we had met them, and I’ll admit, I’m intimidated. Then we had a birthday for the youngest, who is now a teenager. I remember when birthday party themes used to be based on the latest cartoon or fictional character, but she decided her theme was going to be Italy and other parts of Europe. Okey dokey, sure. Why not? Then…PROM!
Oh, lordy. If you haven’t had to prepare for a prom, or finance everything that goes into one, here’s your warning. It is NOT like it used to be when I was in school, which, admittedly, was a while ago. First, you have the “prom-posal.” (How did this become a thing?!?) Then dress shopping, which I’ve already talked about. Then alterations. Luckily I’m pretty crafty (and cheap) so I did them myself. Then figuring out hair and makeup – which was probably the hardest part since my daughter hates wearing anything on her face and her go-to hairstyle is a bun. But…we figured it out and she looked awesome. Then you have to get the corsage and boutonniere which now cost more than a trip to the movies for four, including popcorn and soda. Seriously, I should have just bought the flowers and ribbon myself and whipped something up. I could have saved myself about $40, and probably would have had a better looking product.
I found out a few days before prom that the kids were planning on going to Steak N Shake for dinner that night. Uhm, what? I could just imagine her long, trailing dress dragging through dropped french fries and grease and whatever else happened to be on the floor. Plus, they’d all end up smelling like fried food. So, I opened my big mouth and offered to feed everyone dinner before prom. Me, who was already overwhelmed between work and home and life. Later that night, as I was asking my incredibly loving and supportive husband “what was I thinking,” he laughed and said he saw my open my mouth and heard the words coming out and was wanting to stop me, but it was too late.
Saturday came and I did the last minute stuff, prepped the food for dinner (chicken carbonara, salad and bruschetta), did the hair thing, took the pictures, and got everyone on their way. But, now my house is covered in glitter. It is EVERYWHERE! We are going to be reminded of this prom, and her very sparkly dress, for years to come. I told the husband that we’ll just have to torch the house in order to get rid of it all.
So now that all of that is done, now I can actually enjoy this day off of work. And it’s a beautiful day today. I can do whatever I want, which right now includes visiting one of my favorite local coffee shops and enjoying a veggie breakfast sandwich and a mocha. Later, I might meet the husband for lunch. Then, who knows? I may even refrain from checking my work email until I’m back on the clock tomorrow morning. Then, it’s back to reality and dealing with all the craziness, phone calls, and urgent projects while dreaming of my next day off and a leisurely breakfast.