i guess the whole town was on the same wavelength. we were iced out of frozen.
it was straight up sold out.
you should have seen the tears and mayhem. one little girl in particular was distraught. blaming her parents. kicking over the bulk candy. swearing. and she was only 4.
the truth is less funny, of course, but this little girl who just so happened to be our neighbor WAS indeed upset so we invited her over to our house for a movie date with dane. which made everyone happy.
AND her parents had the forethought of bringing their own popcorn. usually danny and i only bring our own alcohol. how does one enjoy the $12 popcorn without the wine? don’t answer that.
so all three are downstairs possessed by the disney fairies. god bless the disney fairies.
we were lucky this year to have my brother and sister in law come visit us. (also known as jake’s parents, of course.)
we made the requisite feast with quite a few moments that would’ve made martha stewart hang her head in disgust. like cooking the bag of giblets. GEEZ turkey. WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO TRICKY WITH YOUR TWO ORIFICES?
then i forgot the sweet potatoes. and corn. and the brussels didn’t have enough sauce.
then danny thought that the flour container held flour. did you know confectioner’s sugar looks a lot like flour? he made some sweeeeet ass gravy. literally sweet. we laughed a lot about that one. then he kept saying all night long, “everybody ALWAYS forgets the confectioner’s sugar.”
the weekend was spent wine tasting and food eating. so much wine and food. lots of laughter.
and by the way, CASSADY TURNED TWO! true to
our my style, there was a slapped together birthday “party” the likes of which would have made pinterest hang her head in disgust.
the morning of cassady’s birthday, dane and i got him out of his crib and dane said, “HE LOOKS BIGGER, MOMMY!”
grandma and grandpa sent him the cutest dress up tiger stuff that dane quickly took a liking to.
now we are heading out to see the movie “frozen”.
hope you all had a fun love-filled weekend.
well, i’ve never done the whole throwback thursday thing but tonight i watched the movie “frances ha” and it threw my brain and heart way back to the time when i was young, aimless, and broke living in new york city. to a time when i would, as the character of frances said, ”feel bad about wasting my day”. and really, i can’t remember a day back then that wasn’t at least 3/4 wasted.
wasted with drinking, wandering and chain smoking- which never really looked right on me, but it was new york city in 2001 and carrie bradshaw did it.
i was always struggling in some capacity which i guess most people in their 20’s do. i struggled with paying rent, owing people money, finding jobs, believing in myself enough to audition for stuff, usually ending up not believing in myself. or maybe i just struggled with being lazy.
but the days were glorious in their struggles. as wasted as they seemed at the time, looking back from where i sit now, as a married mother of 2, they were, of course, so full. but it’s the kind of glorious waste that can’t last forever. and it has been replaced with the kind of love and peace that i knew existed but wasn’t ready to accept.