School is done! -nuntium duocentesimum duodesexagesimum

School is over for the year!  It's been a busy and hard year so coming to a stop is abrupt and moderately confusing.  Whatever will I do today?

-Celebrate my daughter's 21st birthday - really?  How did that happen? (But she's sick with a fever in the other room)
-Write a post for my blog- wahoo!
-Bake the nearly famous and much loved Banana cake with chocolate frosting birthday cake
-Walk the dog for a long way.
-TAT!

What a great list!

Here's what happened three weeks ago.  Prom.  The younger daughter just finished her junior year and she is "into" high school.  She enjoys it all and is an amazing student too.  She bought her prom dress in February because she found it when we were looking for a Sno-daze dress.  My budget wasn't going to do two dresses.  Back to Prom.  She decided that I would be doing her hair.  Oh my.  I can braid but really that's the limit.  "Maman, we'll just watch videos".  (Oh boy, such confidence)  The theme for the prom was "masquerade" so I was all set to make a mask.  She didn't want one- "No one will be wearing a mask, Maman- that's just the name."  Do you hear the 17-year old scorn in that?  But she was open to flowers for her hair so I made them.

in process

Then my dear husband accidentally threw them away!  We often have a chocolate bar together and half goes in the glass dish and half stays in the wrapper.  I usually put my thread "crumbs" in the dish and he sweetly picks it up and throws it away.  He didn't see the flowers and pins.  Two days later I was working on the mask (because I'm stubborn that way) and wen looking for the pearls.  No dish.  No where.  We all looked- everywhere.  Even the poor dog looked.  Finally daughter 2 realized and we dove into the trash which only had 3 days of coffee grounds, egg shells and arugula in it.  EW.  Fortunately tatting is very durable and we washed them off and were back to the races.

Then came Prom, now I had to do something with those flowers.  Yikes!  2 hours, four hands and four attempts later, here's what we got.

It turned out all right.  She was pleased.  ; )

The mask never did get done but here was the start.

It matched the dress perfectly.  Well, it would have.  Turns out she was right though- only two worn masks and they were fun.

Off to my fun, fun day!