This past weekend was Lexi's birthday party. Unlike last year's Tea Party of Awesomeness, I kind of slacked this year. The whole yearbook thing threw me for a loop and I had no energy or enthusiasm for planning a birthday party. So Saturday before the party we all trekked to the party store (the same one Kate Gosselin shopped at, notoriously, last year) and picked out a theme and decorations. We ended up with "Hannah Montana," not my preference, but whatever. We also got stuff for snacking and salad at Target.
Sunday morning, I ran out and picked up an ice cream cake from the freezer at Dairy Queen and a few last minute odds and ends at Walmart and boom, it was party time. We ordered pizzas. It was a good time.
This afternoon, I should be cleaning the disaster in my kitchen that comes from borrowing my friend Erin's copy of Deceptively Delicious-- purreed veggies to be hidden in Andy's food are all over the counter and backsplash. I have groceries to put away. I am making chicken stock on the stove and plan to make lasagna for dinner. Still instead of tidying my kitchen, I'm typing this post after having purged my closet of work clothes from when I worked at GMAC and LegalVoice, both pre-kids. Old, old clothes I couldn't bear to part with before are now in a heap on the floor and you can actually move the hangers in my closet. Wayne will be ecstatic. Well, he will when I pick them up off the floor!
Off to the kitchen. Grumble, grumble...