Juggling Life

Prom: The REALLY Cool Part

The first story about prom that Social Butterfly was eager to share with me was about the crowning of the prom king and queen. They are not a boyfriend/girlfriend or football player/cheerleader duo, but rather two drama kids. After they were crowned they did the traditional dance; then their respective boyfriends cut in and that's when the crowd got all verklempt over the romance of it all.

Because I know my way around a Twitter feed, I captured these two tweets to share.*

 

 

I suppose it is possible high school isn't all bad, right?

 

*Even though these were open Twitter feeds, not protected ones, I'm erring on the side of respect and not using the names.

The Eating Disorder* Chronicles: Prom Dress Sneak Peek

Last Friday night Social Butterfly and I did a photo shoot in her prom dress to use on her graduation/grad party announcements. I talked her into recreating a treasured shot from her toddlerhood. This wasn't the money shot, but if it was up to me it would have been.

It's taken in the exact same place and we didn't buy the pink Chuck Taylors especially for the shot; I think she's almost always had a pair.

Tuesday night was full of SB and two friends trying out updos and makeup in preparation for this Saturday night. While they did that I worked on addressing invitations to SB's graduation party.

Even two weeks ago I would not have predicted this. When recovery takes hold it moves forward in leaps and bounds.

 

*I debated whether or not to include this in The Eating Disorder Chronicles, but I realized that I want to ensure that anyone happening upon these posts later gets to the read the story of the recovery as well as the treatment.

 

Yin and Yang

When I go to pick someone up at the airport I park in the conveniently located San Park cell phone lot. I have a view of a lot of other cars and a chain link fence.

When my husband I go together to pick someone up from the airport (in this case Danger Boy) he parks on the almost-as conveniently located Harbor Island. It's a bit more scenic.

I like to do the same things in the same, very efficient, way, so it's nice to have someone remind me there's another way to do things.

 

Nuthin' but Blue Skies

When the sky outside looks like this . . .

it would be a travesty to spend it inside.

Mr. Fix-it, MVP, Social Butterfly, Beaux and I set off to explore a hike I've long wanted to do, but somehow never have.

 
How can a path like this not beckon one?

This is where the trail ended . . . the last part of the trail was a 450 foot elevation gain which doesn't sound like much, but it sure felt like much.

 
Some of the things we saw along the way . . .

I had a lot of fun with these peeps . . .

All in all, a lovely spring day.

Working Girl Shoes

 

One cannot expect a woman that works five days a week to do so with the same number of shoes that would be required when working four days a week. Am I right? I wore my latest acquisition on Tuesday with a brown pencil skirt and a lime-green sweater. I felt both professional and tres chic.

Also? It is really hard to get a decent picture of a shoe without your feet and ankle looking hideous. Seriously, it took almost my whole lunch hour!

Eating Disorder Chronicles: Sometimes Laughter IS the Best Medicine

Last Wednesday Social Butterfly and I were driving to meet Mr. Fix-it at the Eating Disorder Clinic for the Intake Interview. The clinic had emailed me all the forms and I'd filled most of them out, but left blank things I thought SB should do herself. She completed the mental health history questions:

Has any blood relative ever had: 

Alcoholism                     No   Yes
Drug Problem                 No   Yes
Depression                     No   Yes
Mental Problems             No   Yes
Psychiatric Treatment     No   Yes
Epilepsy                          No   Yes
Neurological Disorder       No   Yes
Suicidal Attempts            No   Yes

Since there was no option for All of the Above, she circled them all yes. Then she had to fill out the portion that asked which relative. The answers were all things like "maternal aunt," "maternal grandmother," "maternal . . ." About halfway through SB looked at we sideways and drawled, "Wait a minute . . . I see what's going on-this is all YOUR fault."

Thank goodness we still had 20 minutes until the appointment--we spent close to 10 of them laughing.

 

When eating with an anorexic one is supposed to be encouraging--a cheerleader if you will. Leave it to Mr. Fix-it to take it one step further. After breakfast on Sunday morning--when SB had polished off her eggs, fruit, milk and a bagel thin--he did the wave. There was so much smiling I was moved to snap a photo of the two of them as we set off on our Sunday walk (an acceptable amount of exercise for SB).

Thanks for all the supportive comments--I am trying to answer personally as time affords, but even if I haven't gotten back to you, SB and I are reading them and truly appreciate the support.

 

 

This Blog has been Interrupted . . .

by Downton Abbey mania. I know that I am more than fashionably late to this party, but I've finally arrived. I Netflixed season one and season two is only available on PBS.org for a couple of more weeks, so viewing has taken top priority. If you want to buy the seasons on DVD or Blu-Ray try purchasing them here with these handy promo codes.

We will return to our regularly scheduled programming shortly.

Yours,

Lady Eugenie, Marchioness of Weobly Marsh.

(Okay, I confess. I've been of Facebook getting my Downton Abbey name generated as well as watching the show.)

P.S. Has anyone else noticed that the weather in England seems to be just like that of San Diego?

 

This post include links for which I've been paid. Not much, but still, you should know!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Valentine's Day from SB and Me

Actually, pretty much just from Social Butterfly. She's been a baking fool--if you are one of her 50 closest friends this is what you get on V-Day.

 
Happy Valentine's Day!

In Honor of the 9th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals . . .

This is the gluten-free cake Social Butterfly made for a friend's birthday--but it would be perfect to celebrate the decision to rule Proposition 8 unconstitutional. It would be even better if the cake was heart-shaped!

Stay Classy, Mickey D . . .

This is the bathroom at the fanciest McDonald's I ever did see. It's in Kingman, Arizona . . . so if you ever decide to get your kicks on Route 40 (Route 66 is still there, you just have to go out of your way to drive it) . . .