Last night's cocktail party went well, we had about 60 people - all new families to my kids' nursery school for next year, plus some board members and the school director. I swear, it felt like every mom in this town is an Amazon woman. And they wear really high heels. I was easily the shortest and outweighed every other woman in the joint by 60 pounds, minimum.
However, I didn't spend much time worrying about it. Everyone was friendly and mixed well; I think they were pretty happy to meet other parents. Wine never hurts either.
My mom was here, and that woman worked like crazy. So many people came up to me to say, "Wow, your mom is amazing." She totally is, I owe her a massage or something. At least a mani/pedi.
The scale is completely betraying me these days. I've been busy gardening and cleaning for the party all week and haven't had time to eat much so I don't know exactly what's going on. I'll keep drinking water and hope the scale starts sliding the right way soon.
I've been reading your blogs but for the most part haven't had a chance to comment. Doesn't mean I'm not keeping up with you, though. Have a great weekend, ladies. xoxo
