Hurry up and wait. That’s what it feels like. Getting ready
for a big party, for my daughter’s high school graduation open house. I’m
finding there are some things that cannot be done ahead of time and that is
frustrating. I’m also finding there are things my daughter wants to do, without
help from me, and letting her do them is frustrating. And, different from my
son’s open house, four years ago, when he didn’t want to do anything except
show up.
I’ve been in “stand by” mode, waiting in the wings, just in
case she needs or wants help from me. She’s busy preparing homemade, all the
way down to the crust, pies. She did not want a cake at her party. She wanted
to be different and to her homemade, from scratch, pies at an open house is as
different as she can get. I have to admit, I’ve never been to an open house
where pie was the featured item. We are having sub sandwiches, barbecued
mini-smokie links, con queso dip with chips, potato chips with dip, and Greek
salad. But, for Caitlinn, we have pies in lieu of cake.
There will be a small cake, however. My son graduated from
college this spring and my daughter said to get him a cake. She ordered one for
him to have at the open house. He doesn’t know that (and since he doesn’t
usually read my blog, I’m pretty safe mentioning it here without breaking the
surprise).
For my part, I have just a few more things to shop for that
have to wait at least until Friday, because I don’t have room in my
refrigerator yet to store them. But, I have my list so I’m ready. I guess I’m as
ready as I can be.
Yet, I know I will probably add something to one of my lists
of things to buy or do between now and the time I actually post this blog.
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