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Sunday night
Sep. 16th, 2007 09:45 pmIt's been three days since I posted here. Scarlett's birthday weekend has finally passed, and I am relieved.
Her birthday party was a combination of childish play and obnoxious pre-teen pouting and sassing. She doesn't handle crowds well, nor does she handle unexpected guests well. She's much like me in that regard. It's taken almost all of my 42 years to master the skill of mingling and moving about at a party. I'm still not real good at unexpected guests or surprises.
We had a good day today. My cousin's husband brought his professional camera and took photos of her. They're going to turn out wonderfully, I can tell by the previews. I will post several here when I receive them.
She has decided that she is too frightened to walk home after school or stay by herself. She will stay with friends tomorrow, while I call around in search of day care. I cannot afford it. Period. I don't know what I'm going to do, or cut back, in order to provide her the protection that will set her mind at ease. I'm at a total loss here.
I've been remarkably domestic today, although you wouldn't know it to look at my living room. Ah well. One room at a time. I have a couple of plots involving mailed food that I am trying to coordinate. I'm trying to adjust my work attitude in time for morning. I MUST go to bed earlier tonight.
So I'm going to try. Nite, cha'll.
Her birthday party was a combination of childish play and obnoxious pre-teen pouting and sassing. She doesn't handle crowds well, nor does she handle unexpected guests well. She's much like me in that regard. It's taken almost all of my 42 years to master the skill of mingling and moving about at a party. I'm still not real good at unexpected guests or surprises.
We had a good day today. My cousin's husband brought his professional camera and took photos of her. They're going to turn out wonderfully, I can tell by the previews. I will post several here when I receive them.
She has decided that she is too frightened to walk home after school or stay by herself. She will stay with friends tomorrow, while I call around in search of day care. I cannot afford it. Period. I don't know what I'm going to do, or cut back, in order to provide her the protection that will set her mind at ease. I'm at a total loss here.
I've been remarkably domestic today, although you wouldn't know it to look at my living room. Ah well. One room at a time. I have a couple of plots involving mailed food that I am trying to coordinate. I'm trying to adjust my work attitude in time for morning. I MUST go to bed earlier tonight.
So I'm going to try. Nite, cha'll.
