Monday Mash Up, June 11

People, we are so freaking tired over here. Not. Even. Funny. Gah.

But it's good. It's all good. We had a great gathering here on Friday night. All our nearest and dearest. I'll write more about it in Cal's graduation post tomorrow, but I wore a maxi dress, even though I'm probably too short. What kind of shoes do you people wear with those things any way? I went with flats. Neel had the yard looking beautiful, and he must have asked me a dozen times what our neighbors thought of it. He's a good man. Callum wanted red velvet cake (that's my boy), so we got a small one of those and another, slightly bigger white cake for the non-red velvet eaters. Fried chicken and some sides; my boy was in heaven. We thought we'd be eating chicken for daaaaaaays, but it's already almost all gone. It was great having my mom and dad here, but my dad had to leave Saturday and he missed Cal's game. It was a great one, and I'll bore you with a season wrap up later this week too, probably. Let's just say, a great enough game to deserve a mid-afternoon ice cream. For all of us, of course.

Sunday, after my mom left, poor Neel took a benadryl. Can you see what happened to him? He went back to bed. We had plans to go downtown, but some friends called and invited us to the pool and that sounded like a much more inviting plan. Friday was really the first day of summer vacation, but really, it feels like it starts today. The official start. Cal already has a full week on deck. I have lots of plans too. Can't wait to tell you about them.

In the meantime, I'm looking for some inspiring reading. I know Tina and Theresa have recommended The Fire Starter Sessions, and weren't Annie and Chi reading something about productivity? And how's BYW 2.0 going anyway, you guys? I'm feeling totally left out, and as you know, that's one of my fears. Wink.

five things, june 8th edition

photo credit to my mom

1. I think I can't believe we pulled it off.

2. I think this week ended up being a lot harder than I thought it would be. You all know I had a rough go of it earlier this week. My eyes are still gritty and tired from all the crying. It was a good lesson for Callum, I think, to see that it's okay to cry. I kept telling him, I'm okay, I promise.It feels good to do this, really. We've had a rough winter, and I needed to release it all somehow. I know Theresa wondered about our disappointments, and if they were simply mine, I'd share them. Because they belong to Cal, I feel that I can't really. Part of it certainly is having one set of his grandparents miss the festivities. Neel's father is really not well and may need surgery. That's another worry we're sitting with now. But kids are resilient, and he's doing well enough to take care of me (although he's sick again).

3. I think I can't be more grateful to my mom and dad for making this week happen. Full of laughter and sunlight and family. It meant the world to me.

4. I think Callum's graduation ceremony was really lovely. We got great seats (I was worried!), and I got some nice pictures (I'll have a post for you next week.). We had about an hour to kill before the ceremony started (that's how we got those great seats), and I was chatting with my mom, dad and Neel, and my eyes filled with tears. I grabbed my hanky, threw my sunglasses on and that was that. No more tears from then on out. I can't guarantee how the rest of the weekend will go.

5. I think I'm ready to relax. All of us are. Tonight we're hosting a small party for Cal, and tomorrow my dad heads out. We have baseball in the afternoon and we'll likely munch on leftovers. Sunday my mom heads out and it's back to life, back to reality. Just the three of us again. Isn't that an awesome picture? I love it.