Well, not really. But life sort of got in the way of ye olde blawg, and I don’t expect it’s going to let up this week. This morning I woke up to my 6-year-old hurling herself into my bed exclaiming, “Mama! This is the moment we’ve all been waiting for!”
“It is?” I mumbled in my groggy sleep-induced stupor.
“Yes! It’s our spring break! I get to be with you EVERY DAY! Aren’t you EXCITED!?”
Alas, this is the dreaded much awaited Spring Break and the weather forecast couldn’t be more threatening. In an effort to stay sane be a fun mom, we have plans every day.
And yes, I assured my daughter that I am beyond THRILLED to spend every waking moment with her this week.
First I have to get through today. We are entertaining one of my husband’s colleagues from work, which I am happy to do because my husband doesn’t ask much and this is important to him, but I would be lying if I said it wasn’t causing me a teensy amount of stress. I’m just SO out of the entertaining habit. I used to be a constant entertainer (not to be confused with consummate**!) It was very casual, nothing fancy, but in our old house, we had people over ALL the time. It was like second nature to me.
Knowing I’d be home with the kids all day, I tried to get my act together yesterday. I made this. It’s an old favorite in our household. And this morning, I made a cheesecake. All I have left to do is make garlic bread and a vinaigrette for the salad. And set the table and get the house in tip-top shape and keep it that way with three kids and their assorted friends underfoot. AND make myself look presentable, which is a feat in and of itself. All that by 5:00.
Piece of cake, right!?
Or, cheesecake. HA!
** VOCABULARY CLARIFICATION
consummate – adjective |ˈkänsəmət
showing a high degree of skill and flair; complete or perfect
You know, as opposed to
consummate – verb |ˈkänsəˌmāt
make (a marriage or relationship) complete by having sexual intercourse
Just wanted to make that abundantly clear!