Hail to the Queen

And may I have the ability to block it all from my brain soon... ;-)

Actually the day went off without a hitch... oh we did have to peel the Queen from the ceiling a few times that morning but once she was on site, in charge and had things organized to her liking she was merely hovering about 4 feet from the ceiling. She had a full room, my sister and brother manged to arrive just in the nick of time, as nervous Nelly me had to call and inquire where they were... so I am my mother's daughter... sue me.

Let's start with up and moving, showers - remember one bathroom 4 adults and 1 small child. Dressed, breakfast, (I cooked!! so I fried an egg - I did cook at Mom's an unusual event) Dad drove his family truckster - Mom and I in the other both parents own and drive SUV's these things were FULL of "stuff". Mom had gifties, 2 coolers, gown bags, and other various and miscellaneous stuff, Dad had food. Of course as we arrive it starts to rain, so Mom pulls under the roof we unload load one, she said she's got to check on (insert items here) and disappears, I spend the next 45 minutes loading, unloading, into the fridge unit, and then finding Mom where is - where do you want - do you have this - HEY MOM--- needless to say it got a bit - difficult - yeah let's go with that.

Thankfully another batch of the golden girls showed up, Mom walked them through the kitchen I disappeared. Then more folks arrived and I had to don the dress. Mom and I got dressed, Dad was dressed in his "formal" clown outfit - which -- how do describe this jacket. It's like Rainbow Bright puked in a exacting squares and these men decided it was a good idea to make jackets out of this and wear them in public. When they stood together - if you were on any kinds of drugs it would have been a very very bad trip. Dad loves being a clown - all those guys do so I think the coats just work for this crowd. I believe one of these men will be snapped and immortalized on "people of Wal-Mart" website sooner rather than later...

On a personal note I did get through my part - only flubbed a couple of times and managed not to trip anyone, fall on my face or utter a football word in the meeting. Plus I got lots of nice compliments... that was nice. And a nice boost for the old ego y'a know? ;-)

The nieces of course were the stars of the show flowers and tiaras and all. They were too cute with their flowers when Mom walked by. Of course those had to be three of the most abused yellow roses in the history of pageantry, they danced with them, waved them and in one show of bad sportsmanship - one niece whacked the other in the head with her flower. As of this morning they are in the vase and not drooped so perhaps they are a bit more durable than I think.

It was a great party and lasted longer than anyone else thought it would, the running joke for me was my sister and brother both got leftovers - yours truly was left out in the cold. Apparently everyone thinks I have more money than god... as such I am now the Wheezer of the family and will begin to act accordingly. ;-) (refer to your copy of Steel Magnolias for that reference and for one coming later)

They locked the doors to the building as we left and we went home and died... well found a sitting position and pretty much stayed in that position until it was time to become horizontal. And we did... until the puppies announced it was time to get out and start the day.. oh yeah 7AM thanks Shelby.

And finally this note on the day that was yesterday... there is a women in Mom's ketch of golden girls and she wore a dress that IMMEDIATELY brought a line and and a scene from the previously mentioned movie to my sick and twisted mind..... picture a short woman, who resembles a snake who just ate a large lunch, then squeeze it into a lavender gown - and the immortal words will pop into your head too.... "Its like two pigs wrestling under a blanket"

(say it with the twang and picture that lavender dress moving about... they really are two pigs wresting under a blanket")

and on another final note that I had to just include... dear old dad asked about left baby equipment behind (aka the binky) and Mom responded "That's mine" then quickly amended that it was the one that was left at Nana's house. Dad laughed as we shared a looked and quipped, "I'll now it's a bad day when I come home she's got her crown on, her robe on and the binky is in her mouth."

I laughed and added, "with a glass of wine for dipping purposes... "

Oh what a fun year we're in for...

Congratulations Nana - Queen of Ayris No. 48 Daughters of the Nile, raising money for the Shriner's Children's Hospitals and making dolls and goodies bags for all those kids. Have a good time too.. the hard part is over.