One of my best friends just turned 7.
I would be remiss to let February slip by without giving props to one of the BEST days of my year, so far. Instead of a traditional birthay gift for My Girl, the Divine Miss M, we came up with the idea to have a "Girls Day" a few weeks back. (Better known as a "Glirls Day" in her preschool-speak, just a few years ago.)
According to her Daddy (who dropped her off around 11 a.m.), My Girl hit the floor around 7 a.m. to start "getting ready" for our big adventure. Upon arrival at my house, she couldn't get rid of her old man fast enough. Then, she handed me the "Thank You" card she'd worked on all morning... extending her pre-celebratory gratitude in many vibrant shades of Crayola. We headed to House of Japan for a fun lunch watching the chef flip his spatulas, eggs and oil bottles while cooking our meal. We opted for the special birthday pineapple presentation--at which point My Girl climbed into my lap, swinging one arm over my shoulder.
As we were driving to our next stop, we chatted about favorite cities. (Mine is Charleston, SC ... not too far from where she will head to vacation in a few months ... "Potato Head Island, SC." ) We also talked about her lifelong wish for a dog, regarding which she has promised her parents that she will not hesitate, at any time of the day or night, to go clean up after it; feed it regularly without being reminded and walk it nonstop. She confided to me that she has plans to name it Charleston. (I'm not sure, but I think I was being canvassed to act as her advocate.)
Then, we went shopping for a hip white shirt, bought it and hurried home to tie-dye it. Our first-time attempts turned out FABULOSA! (She even wore it to church the next day.) Finally, we baked a sheetcake and decorated it (in colorful Mike & Ike's) with the words "HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL".... Miss M's FAV flick of all time. (Well, at least of the last couple of months.) All in all, it was a perfect day. Our next adventure will include the activities we were unable to cram into this day: pottery making and beading ... and anything else my Divine Girl wants to do.
So, I'm home sick (again) battling some bronchitis-sinus-non-stop-hacking thing. Felt so lousy yesterday, I couldn't step outside my head and do one kind (little) thing for anyone else. (Other than fix a quick dinner ... and I did that begrudingly.) After a couple of ibuprophen today, I did manage to do three little "acts of kindness," to honor my lenten commitment. (Although, I feel a little guilty even writing about it because of that whole ... "Don't let the left hand know what the right hand is doing" thing.)
