Elena 
One of the real downers about being involved in something that takes all day – like Pre-Cana, is that it totally throws me behind on all of my other work. My house looks like a disaster, my transcription is chronically behind, and the laundry is getting dangerously out of control!! When I have Mondays after a weekend like that I feel totally defeated before I even start. And this was the SECOND weekend in a row that gave me only one day to do everything I need to do!!
But I was going to go ahead with our schooling today anyway, until my 3rd son started running a fever and looking as red as a little beat – then I knew he was too sick to even think about it. I dutifully called my mother and she readily agreed to let my second son come to her house to do his schooling. So we boxed up all of his books and I dropped him off over there. (I know, all the other kids had time off for President’s Day, but I really needed to keep this one on task!)
So I spent the rest of the day typing and at 2:30 I took the two oldest and healthiest to their swim practices.
However I’m not going to school them the rest of the week – consider it a mid-winter break or something!!! A very good friend of mine, an elderly lady that has baby sat my kids for 14 years twice a week while I have gone to Jazzercise, lost her husband to cancer yesterday. This has been coming for quite some time, but still it was sad news. That means there’s a funeral in our future so there’s no sense trying to plan lessons around that.
On Thursday, our community center is having a medieval feast!! It’s in conjunction with the 6 week art class my second son has been attending. It’s really supposed to be a big deal. Now this will give you an example of how I get myself in trouble – the feast is for 5-13 year olds. My youngest is 4 1/2, so I dutifully went to the front desk to ask if she could still please attend, since her brothers were all going. The manager looked at me with what I now suspect was a gleam in her eye and said,
“Well we usually don’t allow them that young to participate in these types of events, however, we do need a serving wench and if you would be willing to put on the costume and do that, she could come and stay with you!”
So… on Thursday, I’m the serving wench… groan… I already have the costume.
I was able to plead with my husband to make the costumes for two of my boys. They wanted to be knights (what 6 and 8 year old boy DOESN’ T want to be a knight?). I bought some really cool, silver mesh stuff that looks like that armor mesh and my husband got their costumes done yesterday.
Of course my daughter (who wants to be a princes but I reminded her that she will be the daughter of yours truly, the serving wench) has a more complicated costume, one that required an actual pattern, scissors, pins, sewing etc!! Now I love to sew but I just don’t need that added stress this week. Nonetheless with no school I should have some time and I am modifying the costume somewhat so that I don’t have to put in a zipper!!
So that’s my life – typing my fingers off, living in disarray, helping my friend bury her husband, and going to a medieval feast… what a mess!
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