i feel sorta like i'm on a rollercoaster that's peaked and is now careening to the bottom. my stomach is somewhere in my throat and the wind is whipping through my hair. as much as i want to scream in terror, i'm striving to raise my hands and laugh out loud and pretty soon. . . i'm going to exclaim, "ohmystars!! that was one glorious ride!!"
after next sunday, which is the baccalaureate/open house/graduation party/mother's day extravaganza, i can relax and enjoy the rest of the graduation festivities.
oh, and did i mention tomorrow night is prom?? and my husband is out of town? and six girls are getting ready here?? and all their parents are coming over for pre-pictures (because all FOURTY-FOUR of them will be taking pictures at the park before dinner) and i'll be entertaining?? and that i have dust bunnies the size of tumbleweeds??
ohmyfreakingstars!!
Busy weekend! I hope you survive. Good luck!
ReplyDeleteI remember when I was a senior in high school. I am sure my mom felt about the same way that you do. She survived not once but THREE times! (i was the youngest)
ReplyDeleteHang in there. :) I hope you share some pictures from Prom. I love getting dressed up fancy.