I knew April would be rough. We have Easter to celebrate, Ella had two dance competitions on the calendar, Josh’s baseball team was finishing up games before the playoffs and we had to fit a pretty sweet birthday celebration in there somewhere. We’re trying to get the yard ready for spring, plan summer camps and vacations and somehow manage to actually speak to each other this month. Not only am I funding said birthday party, field trips, an out of town dance competition, dance pictures and Easter baskets, but our tag renewal is this month, too. I’m exhausted just thinking about all of that.
I don’t know why I start to panic the week before a birthday party. I know that I work better under pressure. I kept saying this party wasn’t going to require much work, but then of course I fell in love with this party on Tuesday and started incorporating a few extra projects into my week. I’m sure Gran was thrilled. I made tags for the tutus and repainted a chalkboard and made a gigantic list that I’ve been carrying around all week. I kid you not, I have been to a different set of stores every afternoon running birthday errands. Just one more day of that to go.
If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve likely already seen this, but it bears repeating. This morning on my way to the office, my shoe broke. And I don’t mean like a little buckle came loose or the backstrap wouldn’t stay up. I mean, the strap that goes across the toes fell OFF the shoe and I could no longer wear them. I was still a half hour from the office and nothing is open at 7:30 in the morning. I waited until Target opened at 8 and then walked in barefooted and procured a new pair of shoes. Y’all, I was mortified. Imagine seeing a woman in a blouse and pencil skirt with no shoes on cruising the aisles at your local Target. Luckily, I found these cute wedges that looked better with my outfit anyway and I managed to remove the tags using my car keys and walked back out the door with my head held high. You can imagine what my boss’ face looked like. I’m sure “my shoe broke on the way into the office” sounded much like “the dog ate my homework”.
To top off an even busier week, I’ve had a little birthday present crisis. Sophie told me months ago that she wanted the Anna & Elsa dolls for her birthday and I didn’t bother ordering them because I didn’t feel like spending the money unnecessarily in January and they seemed to be everywhere. Well, now they are sold out. Everywhere. I have been to three Targets and two Wal-Marts and called every Toys R Us in town. They are tired of talking to me. I found Anna on sale, no problem, but Elsa has been quite elusive. She is all over eBay for double your money, but I just can’t spend $100 on this doll!? I finally found her on Amazon this morning and she was only marked up about $15, so I bit the bullet. Please pray that she arrives on Saturday like she’s supposed to. I do not want to have to explain where the other half of her gift is! I will never, ever procrastinate buying gifts again.
Speaking of gift buying, she has been such a ham about her party this year. When asked by my aunt on Tuesday what she wanted for her birthday, Sophie was emphatic about it being a surprise. She didn’t want to shop for herself or give any suggestions because then she might know what she was getting! Instead, I had to do a little sleuth shopping myself and text pictures of potential gifts to our relatives. So dramatic.
Forgive the light posting this week, there just haven’t been enough hours in the days. I’ll have a quick fitness update for you tomorrow and then next week will be full of fun things! Birthday party recaps, zoo trips, another dance competition and I’ll have a great review for you mid-week!
