Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Hello, there

Well, hi. I don't really know where I've been. I haven't said anything here for several days and that's rather surprising. There have been things I thought of writing and just didn't. There have been things I thought were interesting and it turned out that they weren't. Sometimes you just don't have much to say. And I don't really suppose that's changed much, but - here's the odd thing about blogging - I feel compelled to check in, say hi and give you the rundown of our weekend anyway.
Saturday's art show went well. It was a Family Fun Fair sponsored by the Lakeland Women's Club or something like that. They have art on display from students around town and little activities and crafts set up.
Emma's selected piece was a bit of torn paper work depicting an astronaut with a jaunty ponytail:

A couple of her friends also had pieces on display. It was very fun to run into them while they were all wearing their "Featured Artist" name badges and feeling important. Also, there was a juice-and-cookies reception. It does not get better than that.
Later on Saturday, I endured the pageant birthday party. They had a girl come in and do hair and makeup for the "contestants" and Emma got glittery green hair spray. She was awfully proud of that. Here she is in full regalia, makeup, an old Lapis slip dress (that I found ages ago at a thrift store for a steal) and full-on stilettos from Nana (whose grown-up feet are the same size as Em's 8-year-old ones, so the hand-me-downs are deliciously fun)

The scarf was an add-on of her own choosing. She also wanted a brooch and some costume jewelry. When I suggested that might be too many accessories, she replied, "You can never have too many accessories!" Of course. I should have known.
Here she is on the runway. She was Miss California - "Starr Golden."

She had a pretty good time, but I did not. I don't know that I've ever been in a room with more fake boobs. I don't mean to come off like some self-righteous hippie. I just mean, you know, it wasn't my crowd. Having my second grader shake her booty on-stage to a song called "Nasty Girl" isn't my idea of fun.
Sunday afternoon was spent with my bestie, a chick flick and a tasty bottle of wine, and no children. That did much to heal the party damage.
I am knitting furiously and will update one and all with an entertaining and shocking tale from my knitting basket soon. I just hope to have a few photos and a little more information before I bare my yarn-y soul to you.
I guess there was more to say than I thought!

DAILY BLISS: strawberry jam, made by my dear friend, eaten by the spoonful. no need for bread, thanks.


Mary said...

Oh! (picture me covering my mouth and raising my eyebrows) I am so sorry you had to endure such a display as the pageant party. I hope it is soon forgotten.

"I don't know that I've ever been in a room with more fake boobs." I am remembering 8 year old attempts at fake boobs...remember Legg Eggs? Uncomfortable, and make sure your mom had two pair of panty-hose so you could use two top egg pieces or two bottom egg pieces, not a top and a bottom together.

Christy said...

Oh, Mary! I'm laughing so hard right now! I may have to rescind my statement if we include the L'Eggs boobs! Perhaps I have been in a room with more fake boobs before :) And yes, of course, they must be symmetrical. That's the rules.

miss shortcake said...

a PAGEANT birthday party? Yikes! i would have been uncomfortable too! Your daughter looks lovely in her get-up, though. She must have had fun, at least!

Amy said...

Ooh, I remember the L'eggs Eggs too. I loved them! Christy, I don't think your a self righteous hippie. I like to look nice but to be with a group of people so preoccupied with that kind of thing makes me feel incredibly uncomfortable. Kudos to you for letting Emma go though. I probably would have scheduled a trip or something to get out of it.:)

Jessica said...

Ha! This made me laugh a lot. Your daughter is terribly cute.

Liz said...

Ok, your comment about the booty shaking and the Nasty Girl song cracked me up. Laughing so hard. :)

60ish and Glad said...

The good news is at that age, they do not understand the darker side of pagentry. They just want to be pretty. What a pretty doll she is.

claibornes corner said...

I'm glad the shoes fit - I'll have to bring some more - I refused to be a beauty pagent in high school -they wanted me to twirl my baton - you don't have to compete with your own talent!!!!! And Emma has her own.

lubke-moss said...

Yikes. The thought that I may one day have to endure a spectical such as this is just disturbing. Lovely. And I know what you mean...

What ever happened to inviting over a few friends to play games and eat cup cakes that your mom made? I know I am far too simplistic and old fashioned. - a trait my daughter will I'm sure just LOVE later. :)