We received a generous invitation for an Easter brunch for our longtime friends, the White family. Once again, I was caught with having nothing nice to wear for the kids, not that they'd have gone along with that anyway.
But -- doh! Katrina has some very lovely dressy dresses, hand-me-downs, just perfect for the occasion. I forgot all about that. Drat. She'll probably outgrown them by next year. What a dope I am! Katrina's new pal Emily brought Grandma with her, and Grandma saw to it that Emily was very lovely indeed!
Still, it was fun catching up with old and new friends, chatting up kids and school and food. It was a much-needed break from the intense stress of the unknowns in my daily life.
Of course, the highlight is the egg hunt! Little kids get a short head-start, but they're still no match for the 3rd-graders.
A little teamwork helped though.
Then it was time to go home and face life again: getting the house ready for the cleaners, grocery-shopping. Actually it felt good and bad to be normal again. Seems April has been filled with things that were a real stretch for me: skiing, a long ride to Death Valley, spending hours preparing for the biggest upheaval at work I've ever experienced in my career. I'm just not sure what to do with a regular weekend -- the garage needs cleaning, kids' clothes need sorting, I really need to hang some pictures.....the more mundane, the more gratefully normal and grounded. It's just that .... maybe I do better on the outside of my element instead of smack dab in it. I'm sure as heck no star at "normal" after all.
I think I'll feel better when I've planned a trip, signed up for a daycamp, or bought another new tent. Meantime, something as "normal" as watching kids in glee over finding things in a yard, is as close to normal as I'll get for a while. Maybe I just need to bake something.