Well, it’s been a whirlwind of a weekend over here, and it sort of started on Thursday for us. That’s the day we picked C up at the airport for a short visit, so I didn’t get much work done.
Although once she got home, she spent most of the day getting reacquainted with her bedroom, so I actually didn’t see her much. But it was good to have her here, and I could tell she needed the down time. It sounds like she’s doing well overall. She’s made a lot of friends and likes the area.
Friday night was the high school homecoming football game. Paul still has a hard time sitting for long on those hard metal bleachers, so we left after the marching band’s halftime performance. It was a warm night, and it seemed like the entire school community was there, so that was fun.
I spent most of the day yesterday traipsing the mall with R, finalizing her outfit for the homecoming dance. When we got home, Paul was confused as to why we were gone so long. “I thought you already had your dress…”
To which she replied in her most teenagery tone, “DAD. There’s a lot more to it than the dress.”
True, very true.
Of course, we waited to the last minute to put it all together, so we ended up scrambling to find the pieces she needed in stock locally.
And she actually had three dresses here she was trying to decide between, which complicated matters. We ordered several from Lulus, and three were contenders, but her favorite was a little too big and we didn’t have time to get the smaller size. Another one we both liked needed the straps tightened, and the third fit perfectly, but the material was kind of flat.
I should have helped her get one of the first two altered, but we didn’t have time. She ended up wearing the one that was slightly big on her, but she put my coated denim jacket over it so it wasn’t noticeable. Here’s how it turned out.
We looked for a faux leather jacket at the mall yesterday, but we didn’t find what we wanted, so she ended up wearing mine. And we also tried to find black block heeled sandals, but no one had what she wanted in her size. We were limited because the dance was being held outside on the football field this year, they required wedges or block heels to protect the turf. In fact, a lot of the girls wore Converse or other trendy sneakers, but she wanted sandals.
After trying on several pairs of my black block heeled sandals, comfort and practicality won out, and she grabbed these gold flats from the back of her closet. (Mine are all pretty high for her.) We got these for her to wear to her cousin’s wedding a couple years ago, and while they’re not quite as grownup as what she was hoping for, they matched her jewelry and were comfortable to dance in all night.
Since this is R’s sophomore year, and everything was canceled last year, this was her first high school dance. They chose to hold it outside so they didn’t have to deal with masks and social distancing. Unfortunately, a rain storm moved through our area yesterday afternoon, and it made for a damp and dreary event, but the kids didn’t seem to care. I think they were all just so excited to have the dance at all, they weren’t phased by it. If nothing else good comes from the past year and a half, at least they’ve learned to roll with the punches.
So now I have to start thinking about getting C back to Boston this afternoon. I’m praying her flight back goes as smoothly as her flight home. With all the news about airplane travel being in upheaval, we weren’t sure what to expect, but that one ran on time without any hiccups. I’m hoping for a similar experience today. I know she’ll be back home in a month for Thanksgiving, so I’m not dreading the good-byes too much this time. And there’s a lot happening between now and then, so I’m sure the time will fly.
Now that the storm moved out, we are having a beautiful fall morning, so I’m going to get outside and enjoy it for a while before church. I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend!