Living Simply?

Too nervous to do her own shoes.

...and here's the Monster.

I guess I am going to have to rethink my idea of "living simply". This world is just so busy, lately I have been thinking that I have to put off living simply until my kids leave!  Maybe what I need to concentrate on is "slowing down".  Friday night was Prom Night for my daughter, Ally.  Since she didn't want to necessarily go to Prom (not a big fan of dances or staying up all night) we had issues getting her ready.  She showed absolutely no initiative in getting herself ready for this thing. She never asked me to order a boutonniere, never asked to make a hair appointment, never asked about a purse or what jewelry she was going to wear.  We picked out some shoes to be dyed blue and she never told me they had called her to pick them up.  So why then, agree to go? Not sure. Because her BF is a senior and I guess that makes it kinda required.   Anyway, my day Friday was spent running around all day looking for jewelry and trying to beg someone to make me a boutonniere.  Two florists actually LAUGHED at me when I went in and asked. LAUGHED. So how dumb did I look saying that I needed a boutonniere for the prom, TONIGHT! Some lady finally took pity on me and whipped one up right there. She was an angel.  An angel florist.  They come in all forms, let me tell you.  Eventually I managed to find her three options for jewelry (she picked the set I would have least thought she would) and an updo. No purse (she went without) and no mani-pedi (she didn't seem to notice). Well, Ally finally made it to the Prom and she wound up looking gorgeous, like a princess. ( Even though 2 hours earlier she was standing in our living room, while her sister was buckling her shoes, screaming at me and downing a MONSTER energy drink.) Ahhh to be a teenager again. who wouldn't want to do it?  o-O

Ally and her date.  She had calmed down a bit by then.                                                  










 I sorta felt like she was walking away from me and her childhood, then I went home and saw her room.