Hey Internets! Sorry to leave you for a couple of days. Yesterday was this super fun amazing day. There was a church dance at night and Shandee and I had agreed to set up a photoshoot as a fundraiser to send the YW to camp. (It went pretty well I think! We were working steadily for a couple of hours and people gave what they could.) Shandee had invited us over for dinner and it was up to us to fill the rest of our day. There were vague plans involving playareas at the mall and McDonalds, the library and possibly the science centre, but at our first stop (the mall) we ran into our friends (featured in all of our Winterfest pictures below) and they super generously changed THEIR plans so we could spend the day with THEM. It involved a lot more happiness and a lot less driving around. We're so grateful to have such good friends! Both Sweetpea and the Boy got loooooong overdue haircuts and are looking so awesome these days.
(Actually, the construction of this post was just interrupted by Sweetpea throwing up all over herself and her bed. She's been showered and dressed, so she looks awesome AND pathetic AND pale as a ghost.)
Anyway, we were not at our house from 8 AM to almost 11PM yesterday, so blogging was not an option. Blogging WAS an option on Thursday, which I spent at home editing photos while trying to to keep the kids fed and entertained. BUT--I didn't want to blog. Not that I don't love you all, but if you follow my Project 365 journal over there on the sidebar, you'll have seen that I promised to blog about our Valentine's caper and frankly...I couldn't do it. It was all still much too painful, too close to the surface.
You'd think after last year I'd have learned my lesson. You'd think I'd settle for little paper Valentine's from the Dollar Store and be happy. But no. Apparently I'm a sucker for punishment in the name of the cute.
This year we were under extra constraints because THIS YEAR, Thursday and Friday were PD Days, so all the Valentine's celebrations would be on Wednesday. This probably wouldn't have been a problem except a) I totally forgot about those PD Days. They've never happened in February before, have they?, b) who thinks about Valentine's Day THAT far in advance and c) well, read on...
We wanted to do something a little extra. I found this idea and this one via the Crafty Crow (great site for Craft ideas for all ages!). I wanted to do the first, but the girls wanted to do the second. I made my shopping list for both and hit the stores in the little time I had Monday morning before I needed to be at my appointment. At Wal-mart I found lots of kisses, but could I find parchment paper? Valentine's coloured smarties or M&M's? Marshmallows? Pretzels that weren't insanely oversized or giant ovals instead of circles? NO I COULD NOT! I'm very disappointed in my Wal-mart. Then I went to Michael's, where the Boy decided to have a melt down (possibly fearing we'd end up in the scrapbooking aisle, where time disappears from me). With him throwing himself to the floor, I managed to make it out with a bunch of sticks and a package of lollipop bags. Looks like we'd be making the chocolate-dipped marshmallows. On Tuesday, because Monday is now shot and we don't have half of the things we need.
On Tuesday we sent Daddy with a list for the grocery store: marshmallows and chocolate icing (mmmm, healthy!). As soon as the girls came home from school we went to work on tags for the marshmallows. This is where trouble began. I thought we'd use my circle punch to make round tags that the girls would then decorate. THEY insisted that they had to be heart-shaped tags. I do not have a heart tag, so I found myself with a stencil, tracing dozens of hearts and cutting them out by hand. Yuck. Then the girls need to decorate them and address them to their classmates. Once I got them to focus they were fine, but we lost an hour with them hopping up and down and wandering off for no apparent reason. Argh!
They look all cute, but note the uniforms. That's right, we only had a couple of hours to do this before we needed to run to Guides (and Brownies, and Sparks). And in the midst of our craftiness, I had to make something quick for supper.
We ran out of time.
When we got back from Guides (etc.) I let the girls stay up late to finish their tags and help me with the marshmallows. BTW, dipping the marshmallows? Not as easy as it sounds. Incredibly messy. And if you want sprinkles, good luck getting your girls and your marshmallows to work together so that the chocolate that has just been dipped doesn't end up all over the sprinkles, instead of vice-versa.
But we did it. I sent the girls to bed and waited for the chocolate to harden. And waited. And waited. And fell asleep on the couch.
I woke up with a start just after 1 AM. The marshmallows! Valentine's Day! I stumbled to the kitchen and started putting the marshmallows in the lollipop bags...and found out that there are only 15 bags in the package. I needed to have bought 3, but did I? Not with Mr. Meltdown at my side, no. I packaged what I had, took a picture, then stumbled off to bed....
...but wait. Now I was awake. Maybe I should check my email first? Go back to the website and see what I'd been doing wrong?
By 3, I stumbled to bed for REAL, where I lay, wide awake and worrying (worrying is my best skill). I dozed now and then but slept fitfully until the alarm FINALLY went off, then up I got to see what I could do with the rest of the marshmallows. I ended up compromising with cling wrap and ribbons, and the end result looked quite respectable. I did NOT take any more photos, as I was EXHAUSTED and just wanted to see those marshmallows and all my children GONE. Stupid made up holiday to stress moms OUT. It's no wonder February and I don't get along!
So will I have learned my lesson? Will I remember next year that this holiday is NOT cute, fun, or sweet? Will I just pick up some cheap paper valentines already and LET. IT. GO. ?
I guess we'll have to wait until next year to find out.
BTW, anyone want a chocolate covered marshmallow? We have a few extra...
Send happy thoughts to Hubby, who's watching the kids today while I'm off at OAL Training (Guide stuff). Nice enough that he'll watch them, but now he gets a sick kid in the mix. Poor guy.