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December 18, 2005
Mission Accomplished!
My mom turned 60 last week. Just now, we hosted a party to celebrate. It was much better than I expected. Husband steam cleaned away the evidence of our highly trafficked route through the living room from the front door to the kitchen, the errant boy-puddles of various substances, and the seasonal bits of garland and pine-needle-mush. I half made half bought appetizers. Half of the batch of spinach-artichoke dip that I made and froze two weeks ago was perfect warmed up. I made potato-dill-salmon.
Husband made a delicious cake. He made icing that part-way through he realized was going to be vanilla instead of lemon, but it turned out fabulously nonetheless. I cleaned the kitchen several times. Husband cleaned the kitchen several times. We both picked up clutter and vacuumed. Several Times.
Spliggle accompanied me on grocery shopping because it was easier to shop with a seventeen month old than it would be to leave him to mess up the house.
Garland strung, ornaments re-hung and positioned straight, presents re-stacked, toys organized. Food organized, bought, and prepared. Drink menu compiled and printed.
The operation was a success! My mom enjoyed herself, as did the guests. The Cat had been looking forward to the party for days, cheerfully announcing, “Happy Birthday Grandma!” when she arrived. He had already recommended calling her several times to “remind” her to come to her own party. His eagerness was adorable. Splig napped at an opportune time as the last minute details were accomplished, but surprisingly crashed shortly after the party started, only a half hour after he awakened from his rest. It was for the best I think, given his chaos-potential. He was adorable, and then fell asleep: perfect for a baby.
Now I have to realign my mindset: the next few days will be all about an important client who wants some things done before the New Year. It is time to impress on that front, and then enjoy myself next weekend for Christmas. Thankfully, I am not responsible for anything over the weekend (aside from the obvious, the shopping and wrapping for which has been completed), so it should be enjoyable.
Poor Santa had purchased some nice presents a couple months ago thinking that he was being efficient, but the Cat then has made it perfectly clear that a “big black bridge” is the ultimate gift. Santa misheard, thinking it was a “big green bridge,” given the Cat’s love of the color green, but the Cat has since corrected him. Alas, Santa has only found a dark blue bridge and is hoping this is that which the Cat wants. Meanwhile, the Cat has covered his face in icing to create a mustache and beard to look like Santa, and has requested a shiny red nose to approximate Rudolph. The season is in full swing for the Cat for the first year ever.
Posted by karianna at December 18, 2005 09:23 PM