December so far has been a whirl.
A whirl of seeing friends, finishing up term (3 days to go!), being ill (boo! :(), volunteering and planning for fun times ahead. Being ill has really set me back on not just work, but also Christmas prep, so I see a lot of writing cards, wrapping gifts and checking things in the next fortnight.
My birthday was lowkey, but fun. As it was on a weekend barely anyone at school even acknowledged it (except a few of my boys and the lovely Margot – thank you for the gift, honey!), so I was able to slope off home at a decent hour on Friday. This was grand as I had a fair few things to get organised for our Junior League new members’ project yesterday!
Our project was to arrange a party for the women and children of some shelters here in the city and it was soooooo much fun. We’d been working on the project for two months and it was great to see everything come together. The ladies of my new member class are so clever and inspiring and it was great to see all our hard work pay off!
The families arrived and then the mums could go downstairs, have a glass of bubbly and a manicure, read some magazines and chat. We also had a big spread of gifts which they could choose from to wrap up to give as gifts for their children at Christmas. My boys helped to collect most of these and were so great at choosing gifts and at wanting to help people less fortunate than themselves!
While the mummies chilled downstairs, upstairs the kids had a wild old time, decorating gingerbread houses, making bath salts for their mums, making Christmas cards and candy cane reindeer. It was awesome. One of the boys arrived and was like “Oh yeah! You can make stuff? I’ve never been to a party where you can make stuff!” Nice.
We also had tonnes of yummy eats and even had a visit from Santa. It was so nice to see the smiles on the faces of the mums and kids, and all in all it was a pretty groovy way to spend a birthday. Afterwards we cleared up, headed to the pub, and then I lolloped home. The party must have tired me out though….I was in bed by ten!*
Most. Rock-and-roll. Thirty-one-year-old. EVER.
And now it’s Sunday, and I’m off for lunch with Vixie and Kaz to hear all their adventures, before Christmassy Puppini Sisters with Matthew, Adam, and Ems. Then a good winter’s nap ahead of the last few days of term.
*in my defence, I’m still fighting a chest infection!