It would seem that I'm being taken up on my offer to host my daughters volleyball team party! YIKES!
It was during the pre-season parents meeting/pep rally, I don't know what came over me, I was just so proud of my daughter, getting picked for the varsity team, and, well, I guess I got caught up in the moment. We had some scheduling conflicts (stalling?) trying to pick a date at the meeting and then it just kinda slipped from my mind.
My husband calls me at work the other day and simply says "October 17th." I had no clue what he was talking about.
He said "you know, for the party."
"The one you offered to host, at that meeting I couldn't go to."
"Oh... yeah... right...that."
So now we get to planning, I have a huge week at work,
- union meeting tomorrow night,
- Commission meeting Wednesday,
- Town hall meeting Thursday,
- political sign waving on street corners on Friday evening, closely followed by a meeting at the middle school about the 8th grade D.C. Trip.
all this fun gets wrapped up nicely with a 45 minute drive to get my mother from the airport on Saturday...at MIDNIGHT!
and that's all in addition to the usual...4 soccer practices for 2 boys, Volleyball practice every day( no late bus at our school), key club pumpkin patch, and I have no idea when the next orthodontist appointment is ( I lost the card) I have a sneaking feeling it's this week.
... Damn, who told my mother she could go away this week. I need drivers!
Maybe I can charm her into helping with the party plans...she loves that stuff