Today, we're snowed in. It's the day I've been praying for...a day off for everyone. I've neither showered nor put on make-up. And my kids want pancakes for lunch.
It seems like a gift, almost, after the past few weeks. February was a full one. The kind of month where you just stare at your husband, shake your head and go, "Seriously? What next?"
Don't you love those months?
I thought I'd share a few highlights (and lowlights)...because I've hit a blog wall...and I'm interested in disengaging my mind. So here it is.
We shuffled Cupid-style with 87 of the coolest kids we know.
We've spent every weekend with these kids...and we're almost ready for our opening night, which is only a week(ish) away. If you're anywhere near Rockford next week, you should come. I promise, these kids will blow you away.
We did a table read and then revised the script and score for our third musical, Grimm, which auditions this weekend in McHenry County.
I discovered my body handles stress by way of the canker sore. Let's just say this was an ongoing plague during the month of February. Apparently, stress is trying to be my friend.
I'm not having it.
Despite my fat lip(s), I still got this guy to go on a date with me. I whined a little and finally he relented.
We saw Hairspray and loved it.
I did a lot of painting, often with grumpy company.
Sam wanted to duplicate one of Sophia's paintings. Both turned out really fun. He's been quite the busy little artist lately. Here's his version of Santa (one of my favorite pictures he's ever drawn. Ever.)
But, he took a turn about a week ago...I should've known we'd be hit with the flu when this started happening:
But I was hoping it would move on past us. We didn't have time for all three kids to pass around fevers, missing school and rehearsals.
But when you see this:
(That was Sam's)...what else do you do?
To make matters worse, we also had several at-home injuries, all of which fell on this guy:
He ran into lightswitches, fell up (and down) stairs, had scratches, fat lips and a bevy of other ailments.
Good times.
Thankfully, by Valentine's Day, he'd recovered.
I took the girl shopping for a friend's birthday gift and she started her own birthday list. I can't believe she turns twelve this month.
I'm old.
Here she is showing off "Aunt Carrie" earrings:
Because apparently she thinks my sister only wears earrings as big as her head.
She also added these to her list:
Grammy?
At the suggestion of a friend, I read this book:
At the suggestion of everything good and pure in the world, I skipped reading this book:
(And seriously, just the cover of this book makes my throat itch and my eyes water...it's all...too...disturbing.)
I directed this goofball:
(She's playing Persephone in the show...)
And visited Urban Farmgirl again...
(FULL of cute stuff, Rockfordians...she's open again this week!)
We played some Legos:
And I sold some artwork:
...which has me pondering an etsy shop...though that feels kind of big and scary to me right now.
I drank lots of this:
And spent many, many hours with this guy: (one of my favorite things to do)
And finally, I planned another art class here in town which has officially sold out!
February was full...frustrating...overwhelming...amazing...challenging...exciting...and so much more. A mix of emotions. A heavy reminder that I can't move forward with anything on my own.
Plenty of good mixed in with the bad.
I have some really exciting news to share (very soon)...so who knows? Maybe March will be a different feeling altogether.
One can hope.
How was the second month of your year?
