Every year I get to the start of November, look at my calender and think "oh this is okay, we're looking good...December will be fun"
Every year I get to the start of December and think "oh my God what the hell was I thinking, how did I manage to get through all this crap last year?"
Sometimes I'm a bit slow on the uptake. When it comes to this annual Groundhog Day experience it would be an understatement to say that this has happened a few years running....this year being NO exception!!!!
This year I decided that I needed to have an added injection of adrenelin and decided to organize a neighborhood christmas drinks & nibblies....and never one to do things in half measures, I went all out on the decorating!!
As you can see, it turned out okay.
So too did the evening, if you don't count the fact that it pissed with rain for the week before, that it pissed with rain the day of and in fact during the event and we had forty plus people (adults & kidlets) crammed onto our back patio!!!!!
Oh and then there was that minor matter of a 5 year old who clearly needed a refresher on the danger of sharp knives who decided to use a carving knife which was for the ham to cut herself open a breadroll and proceeded to cut her fingers.
I truly thought she'd severed an artery with the amount of blood everywhere. Selfishly, I was momentarily concerned that blood had got on the ham!!!!! (only for a nano second I promise!!!!)
Fortunately, although she did manage to scream like the proverbial stuck pig, it was only a flesh wound and after a trip to the hospital (which seemed the right place to be after 10 min of screaming and not allowing anyone to look at the fingers) she returned 2 hours later with two bandaids on said fingers.
Mind you, that was two hours too late to save me from a minor melt down after she and her parents had departed for the hospital....standing in the kitchen, feeling a tad shaky and then having a few tears as I felt so bad that she had injured herself at our event and with our goddam knife!
One of my neighbors helpfully mentioned that this could be our own neighborhood version of "The Slap"!!!! He's such a joker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Anyway, the party was the beginning of my craziest week so far:
Sunday = Christmas soiree
Monday = children's dance concert out at Homebush (ie miles away), toddler in tow, picked up kids after school and then didn't get home til after 10pm
Tuesday = swimming carnival + work
Wed = middle KATs birthday + school concert + work
Thurs = work + after school playdate
Friday = spend day at school organizing 'stationery drive' that I dobbed self in for and then back it up Fri night with a party
Sat = run around shopping for middle KATs b'day party
Sun = said b'day soiree at offsite location backing up in the evening for carols under the harbour bridge with extra children in tow
Silly Season just doesn't describe it!!!!!!
Hope you're all having slightly less manic time :)