The weekend that was.........

When it's all said and done....it must be Sunday....

It's been a very long time since I spent a Saturday night in a fluffy pink robe, a pair of fuzzy slippers, with a cup of tea and a stack of magazines. But, that's just what I did last night. My reward for 2 solid days of being a supermom drag racer with a debit card. My feet were killing me, my legs ached, my head was spinning and my checkbook was bleeding. So, it was either the couch or a barstool. I chose the latter. Yes, yes, I know....I'm slipping. But, don't count me out quite yet. Sometimes a girl just needs a break. Carmen's week had been more intense that it's typical intensity, my work week was busy, I spent most evenings running errands, we did a whirlwind college visit, we had the Homecoming Dance prep work and then the dizzying picture party....plus I had fell (no, I tumbled...) on my morning walk on Friday. In the middle of all of that, I was determined to begin the process of getting the house ready and start my menu planning for the holidays (which, in our house seem to begin with Halloween!). It was a week that needed shaken off and put to rest. So, upon leaving the picture party last night, I was lucky I could make it down the magnificent steps of the lovely stone home where it was held. After bidding our dazzling daughter and her sweet date and all their decked out friends goodbye as they drove off to their fun filled night, Carmen looked at me and said "what's the plan?". The only word I could conjur up was
"nothing". The plan was nothing. I didn't feel like joining some of the parents at a local pub and I didn't feel like going to dinner with a group of parents. All I wanted to do was rest up for another week of living life in Judiland.