|They were already at high speed before we even got started. Remember when you had this much energy and enthusiasm on a Monday?|
I almost caused today to end with a fatigue headache, and a good-but-exhausted grade for the day. Oh me, oh my, brave DM, yadda, yadda, yadda. I caught myself this morning setting the stage for doom, suggesting in an email to my women's business group that positive thought for my sanity might be in order. Honestly, after a morning of baking cupcakes and cleaning house while dancing to everything from "March of the Scottish Bagpipes" to the soundtrack to "Footloose" (I love that you can get music at the library!), I was looking forward to the party. So I left the whine in the email, but followed it with "Okay, truth: I get to spend my Monday afternoon at work, playing with my buddies and eating junk food, nya nya nya nya nya-nya!"
...and that's just what I did.
|Kadence, Jensen and Faithie, after making party hats and decorating the dining room with streamers and balloons, decorated cupcakes|
|In an attempt to keep things calm as possible, I suggested we not eat the cupcakes until later. Fine. They just ate large quantities of frosting, instead. Caught you, Faith!|
They arrived hopped up, without any sugar, and I reined them in enough to focus on making hats, putting up streamers and balloons, frosting cupcakes, and making and playing a game. In between, because my house is a Victorian maze of rooms, with multiple doors in and out of each, they spent a huge amount of time chasing each other in circles, shrieking and laughing exactly like my friends and I did, at their age. It was really fun. Was I on Valium? No. Did I do 20 rounds of EFT/meridian tapping in advance? No. I just decided I was going to have fun with my friends.
|I filled their champagne flutes with cream soda, and taught them to give toasts. We toasted artgirls, dogs, owls, love, parties, and burps. Yes, burps...it's the age.|
Now of course, having had an Alaskan Malamute for 13 years, I'm not in the habit of leaving anything breakable within tail wagging range, so very few treasures were in danger of being shattered. Bear in mind, too that I don't have a typical lifestyle, and my whole house is pretty much on standby to be used as artspace, when the need arises, so I don't have precious carpets and lots of silk pillows that would cause me to worry about soda pop spills. Also, although the girls know the rules in my house are nearly non-existent, they are all very well mannered and respectful, and will stop immediately if asked. I only had to slow them down a couple of times.
|Art Girls Forever!|