The past week was one that we had been dreading. I chose to ignore it as much as I could, but it crept up on me and I had to deal with the fact that there was nothing I could do to halt its coming. My husband had to fly to the other side of the country and stay there for 4 days for a work project. Everyone was in a funk. At lunch time I didn’t have an appetite, as the normal routine of having my husband home for a lunch date and interacting with him was put on hold. The Big Girl had nobody to read her stories and talk about “school stuff” before bed. I filled in, but I certainly have a different style than her Daddy. The Little Girl ended up snuggling me in bed one morning, not due to any nighttime accidents, but simply because she was, “Sad that Daddy wasn’t home.” The weather was dark and cold, and I was feeling very sorry for myself, having to manage two grumpy storm clouds while Mr. Man got to feel a sea breeze and see the sun (in all actuality, he was stuck in very long meetings and had little time for fun, but I tend to be a bit dramatic when having a pity party for myself).
As I was commenting to my brother about my lack of dinner ideas and lack of motivation, he gave me quite an idea. Take advantage of the all-female household, and have a tea party. “Of course!”, I thought. “What a great way to distract everyone from the very empty seat at the dinner table, and even better, what a great excuse to try out our new serving trays recently acquired from freecycle!”
I invited a neighbor and her daughter to join us, and what a time we had! Note: this was a traditional tea event, and there was no liberal bashing involved. We ate cucumber sandwiches, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and my new favorite Potatoes.
Some heavenly cheesey bread, lunch meat, and a lovely selection of fruits and cheeses were also served.
Dinner was served later than usual, and while my children are normally ravenous and trying to eat anything they can sneak from the kitchen when eating so late, they were quite content trying on fancy tea party outfits and helping to prep the table with our smorgasboard. Our guests arrived and we enjoyed tea from my lovely cast iron Japanese teapot and cups, and had a feast!
The kids enjoyed dressing up, and drinking heavily sweetened tea. I refrained from tainting my cup of perfection with the overpowering taste of sugar.
Is that a “sugar smile” or what?
My only complaint is that the kids didn’t actually eat much. They were too busy talking or dancing, or giggling, but I suppose that is what parties are all about. It turned out well, and I was quite impressed with myself, because organizing and actually following through with a dinner party is a rare occasion at our house.
Such lovely “dahlings” with their feather boas, don’t you think?
Sometimes we need a nudge in the right direction from somebody. We get so stuck in the middle of things that we forget to see the possibilities right in front of us. Thanks, Bro, for the nudge! I needed to see the brighter side of things, and make some lemonade out of the lemon-filled week.