I'm glad I'm not the spacey, distracted girl I was in my youth.
Maturity= being in control, being organized is power.
My youngest son is turning 8 next week. His only request was to have a football party. So, we booked the venue. We tried to order a cake, but the commissary said they couldn't do anything special, just a plain cake...that they could charge me and arm and a leg for.
No thank you, I can bake.
So I did.
I made yellow and green cupcakes and frosted them with yellow and green icing (Norwich City colors). Eight of them held soccer ball shaped-candles.
I bought the loot for and packed Norwich City party bags. I also purchased and delivered 20 Cadbury eggs for him to share at his weekly Saturday morning training with his team. All before 11.30 am.
Since my sister-in-law was arriving (from the U.S.) to stay with us sometime after the party, I vacuumed the upstairs and did a quick once over on the house and threw in a last load of laundry.
We all ran out the door, cupcakes and party bags in hand and began the 20 minute drive to the party place.
This is power. "The efficient, well-organized Mom", that's going to be how people describe me.
It was only as we were nearing the building that I thought to look down at my feet.
Imagine my surprise to see my blue, furry slippers still there.
Yes. It's good to be older... people don't think twice about a harried, worn-out mom walking around a sport facility wearing fuzzy blue slippers.
Don't know if you have ever heard of Flylady but one of her first rules is "dress to shoes" that way if an emergency happens you can run right out the door. Also, I find I work better when I have my shoes on. People dress so strangely anymore no one probably thought a thing of your blue fuzzy slippers! Sounds like your son has a talented, loving, creative mom and they always wear blue fuzzy slippers!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure you rocked those blue furries babe!
ReplyDeleteI stopped counting how many times I have done things like that. My personal favorite is leaving the house in my PJ's. Or when my children used to leave home without shoes or various other items of public appropriate clothing.
oh my gosh, all through the fall & winter i look down to discover that once again, i've left the house in my slippers. it's getting to be an epidemic around my house!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathie- I was 'dressed to shoes' when I went to football training, but in our house shoes come off at the door and slippers are worn inside-- now I wonder what's the point if I'm going to wear my slippers all over town as well! :-)
ReplyDeleteLisa and Sherilin, you mean this is normal? Whew!
Haven't you heard? Slippers are all the rage on the Paris runways this year.
ReplyDeleteOh, gosh, I'm dying here. It's totally something I'd have done and it's good to know we're all the same.
ReplyDeleteAt least three times a week I walk out the door to go to work and realize I am still wearing my slippers. I am thinking about buying a pair that look like loafers so I can wear them to work. A friend told me about Flylady and I think it is simple genius!
ReplyDeleteI wear Crocs all the time...could they replace your slippers for your next organized outing?
ReplyDeleteI love you.
ReplyDeleteEspecially because I almost wore flip-flops to church one Sunday. And they didn't match each other either.
Fuzzy blue slippers huh? Ha!! Is that all! At least you were dressed!! Ha! Ha! I got into my car to go get groceries when I realized, as I looked down that I still had my PJ's on!! I laughed so hard and then changed...quickly!!
ReplyDeleteHugs
SueAnn
i hope you told everyone that you got an injury playing football, and couldn't wear regular shoes.
ReplyDeleteI love you! Also, I wish I was as clever as painted maypole. :)
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I have done that before!!!! I actually went to the kids' school without a bra on once too. I forgot to put one on. What a weirdo! I don't have any boobs anyway, so it didn't really matter, but still. Weird.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to your handsome lil man! :)
lol! At least your feet were comfy. :-)
ReplyDeleteWhere's the photo of the slippers? I can't believe you didn't have a phone with camera handy.
ReplyDeleteEverytime I look at the Oscar Wilde quote on your blog, my brain kicks in with The Pretenders "Message of Love."
And that's a good thing.
That is way too funny!! Reminds me of the day I wore one black and one brown shoe to work (they were the same show other than the color). Have a great day!!
ReplyDeleteFrankly, I'm much too anal retentive (or is that vain?) to go out with my fuzzy slippers. 'Nuff said...
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