Friday, February 24, 2017

Friday Favorites: The Snapchat Edition

The night before her birthday, Queen B and I spent some time Snapchatting with her roommates and with Kenzie and Mama Jill. The results of those Snapchats still make me laugh so hard, I get teary-eyed, and, I figured I should immortalize them here, so that my three readers (Hi, Mom! Jules! Phoebe!) can also get a good laugh. I'm generous like that.


I may not be a huge fan of some technology, but, this particular app is a keeper for sure; what else brings a mother and daughter together in laughter? Well, probably lots of things, but, humor me.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Ok, So We Still Aren't Sure We're Doing It Right

21 years ago, today, Hugh and I became parents. We were 26 and 27, respectively, and, barely had a dollar between us with which to buy a clue about parenting; needless to say, we winged it.

Our "practice baby", the one we made all of our initial parenting mistakes on, turned out pretty ok; she's in her third year of college, holds down a job, manages to pay her rent on time (as her landlords, we are most pleased), and keeps her extracurricular activities under the radar of law enforcement.

Can't ask for much more than that.

Yesterday, she came down to spend the night with us so that she could visit our local DMV this morning to renew her driver's license; she's now the proud owner of identification that will allow her to legally purchase alcohol, which, means it's probably time for her to pass down her fake ID (of course she has one, are you kidding?). It also means that it's time for her to take on all of the adult responsibilities that a person of her age is requited to take on, including, holding down a job and paying her bills on time...


I guess we really did do something right.

Happy birthday, Queen B! You are the apple of our eyes and we could not be more proud of you!

PS: Party responsibly!

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

In Which the Cub FINALLY Picks a Senior Picture

We started the process of taking senior pictures clear back in July, and, several hundred photos later (or, maybe it just FEELS like several hundred), the Cub has finally deemed one worthy of the annual.

His decision may or may not have been heavily influenced by the Facebook poll that I took, but, the method isn't important when the result is good, and, the fact that he made a decision is a damn fine result.

Now, I can get to the business of choosing a handful of other pictures for his graduation announcements. For the record, although he will be consulted, I won't be waiting for him to make an hard decisions; there is a deadline to consider.

Also, indecision may, or may not be, the Cub's problem.

He's not sure yet.

Monday, February 20, 2017

It's Like Flat Stanley, Only Not

You know you have good friends and family when they find a way to include you when you are forced to miss your son's last basketball game of his high school career because you have to travel for work.

I have very good friends and family.

They even made sure I had snacks...

and, that I took a bathroom break. The call of nature isn't just for the three-dimensional, you know.

And, of course, I was taken along to the restaurant after the game (which, they lost, sadly. But! I got to watch the entire thing because, not only do my friends love me enough to drag around my likeness, but, they are willing to hold up a phone through an entire basketball game while on Facebook Live. I am a lucky, lucky girl).

Also, Hugh was kind enough to choose a flattering photograph of me, for which I am eternally grateful.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

There is Strength in Numbers

Last night's game did not end the way we would have liked. It ended the way we expected (we were up against the second-ranked team in our league), but, we were sad, nonetheless.

We are now waiting to hear where the boys will play tomorrow night, but, regardless of the outcome, I already know that I will be missing the game. That also makes me sad.

I'm also sad that I won't get to hang out with this group of ladies as often as I have been able to over the past three years...

...oh, we will still schedule social outings, and, we are all in agreement that spa night needs to become a regular item on the menu, but, I won't spend every Friday and Saturday with them anymore.

I think I'm going to need some new hobbies.

Anyway, after the game, we loaded up the troops and headed for a retro dinner that we have developed a fondness for; the staff has gotten used to seeing the eighteen-to-twenty of us show up on occasion, so they were somewhat prepared for the chaos that accompanies us.

After dinner, we caravanned home, over a windy mountain pass and back into our valley, where we parted ways at the high school.

When I got home, as I was putting away my basketball traveling paraphernalia, I took a minute to find a good place in my office to display the thank you card that Kenzie had made for each of us senior moms...

...that's really what it's all about; taking care of family. I'm so glad this is mine.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

How To Host the Ultimate Girls Night In

Last night, I welcomed four of my favorite basketball moms into my home for a spa night. It was a night long in the making; we happened upon the idea several weeks ago and had been working out the details and waiting for the perfect opportunity, ever since.
Finally, the planets aligned and the perfect date opened up: we didn't have a basketball game and we were all free of other obligations, Hugh was out of town at the State wrestling tournament, the Man-Cub was easily distracted with a sleep-over at Mama Jill's house, we were able to hire the services of both a massage therapist and an aesthetician, and, we were all on the verge of nervous breakdowns (4 out of 5 of us are the parents of a senior, 3 out of 5 of us will be empty-nesters once our boys graduate, 5 out of 5 of us work like dogs, keep up homes, volunteer in the community, deal with difficult people, and, don't regularly attend therapy; that's a recipe for a nervous breakdown if I ever heard one).

In short, last night was a well-timed, and, badly needed respite from the pressures of daily life.

The massage therapist set up in the living room, upstairs, where, she managed to create a calm, soothing environment for us. I was impressed, and, frankly, a little surprised, it didn't feel like my home at all. In fact, during my full body massage and reflexology sessions, I felt completely transported (yes, I had both a massage and  reflexology. I also had a facial, because, I deserved it!).

The aesthetician set up her equipment in my scrapbooking room, again, managing to create a tranquil and relaxing mood in a room that wasn't exactly meant for that purpose; magic.

While one of us was upstairs being massaged and another of us was having a facial, the rest of us were lounging in our robes and comfy yoga clothes, soaking our feet in foot baths filled with epsom salts and essential oils, sipping infused water and wine, and munching on an array of healthy treats while chatting and sharing stories.

In order to completely set the mood, I utilized low lights throughout the house, played the spa channel on Sirius XM (Yes! Such a thing does exist!), and had Mama Jill set up her essential oil infuser with a relaxation oil that filled the house with the exact fragrance of a spa.

By the end of the evening, we were all five glowing, relaxed, and ready to take on today, when we travel for our last basketball game of the regular season.

Another last, folks, but, I'm feeling relaxed enough to handle it. Spa night: Highly, highly recommended.

Friday, February 17, 2017

Basketball Senior Night

Are y'all ready for me to wax nostalgic about yet another last? No? Well, then, today is not your day.

Last night, the boys played in their final home game of the season, and, as in keeping with tradition, the Seniors and their parents were honored. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but, Hugh is out of town, officiating at the State wrestling tournament, so, he missed the game and his opportunity to stand proudly in front of a packed gymnasium with his son. I'm sure he was sad, despite his indifference to the sport (or, outright hatred of, depending on whom you ask), so we made sure to televise the moment on Facebook Live.

I'm sure the Cub was also sad about his dad missing it, so, I brought along a little something to help...

I think it worked.

After the game, the boys took turns taking down their Senior banners, and, I may have gotten a little misty when the Cub dropped to one knee, bent his head, and offered his to me in the manner that a knight would offer a gift to a queen.

I love that kid.

Anyway, we are down another milestone. The end of the school year is rapidly approaching, which means that these milestones are going to start coming in quicker succession. I'm honestly not sure my heart can take it.