This weekend was fraught with much celebration. Across the board in our family. We finally celebrated Celia's 9th with much a do and many a hurt feelings because the free world wasn't invited.
Because the free world wasn't paying.
I can't believe she is nine. Didn't I just have her? My saggy scarred belly says so....
I love everything about her down to her itty bitty mole.
Funny enough, she has one in the same spot. I'm drilling her to love it. It's a beautiful thing to have. Love yourself and that mole. It works for Cindy, no? She says, "Cindy, who?"
Never mind.
We had a painting party with a princess frog as the themed painting. Part of me was QUITE SCARED that her peers would make fun of her painting choice while the other part of me was fist pumping into the air that my child is just that. A child. Full of conviction of her subject matter. Caring not what anyone else felt about what they were going to paint. She's 9 for goodness sakes! If she still like Barbies, frogs and princesses? So be it! BRING IT! Stay a child as long as possible!!!!
I feel quite proud of her joy and excitement in being a CHILD! She still loves dolls, American Girls and Monster High.
The biggest hit of the party? My friend's child's boots.
I'm FUURR REALS HERE, DANIELLE! I/we/30 people at the party want these boots!!!
Back to my sad sack-of-shit. I feel our (the family as a whole) emotions are not exhibited closely to our vest. I'm not thinking we are doing the best job here....
I find at 43? I'm feeling more like a nine-year-old than my actual nine-year-old.. I'm having to explain myself to everyone and anyone for my decisions or my lack of conversations to placate everyone else's opinion. Because contrary to popular belief, I really hate confrontation.
At this moment? I feel quite a few want to make the decisions for me and my family. "with their best interest at heart."
I want to have this kind of conversation with my friends. [man love aside...] An honest to god conversation without all of the passive-aggressive bullshit that seems to come into play.
At times I want to be a man without the whole penis and ball shit. You know, say what you mean and mean what you say? I punch you in the arm and you punch me back and then we hug it out? Sadly, girls aren't made up that way.
Instead, we are shitty back-stabbing bitches.
and the bitches? can leave me alone.
Because I want to be nine again.
"Because I don't have time for that...."

She is BEAUTIFUL. And I'm so glad she still likes little girl things. And I'm thrilled that you protect that, you fierce mama you!! Sending love to you. xo (Also, you have just explained to me why I don't have many friends -- I don't do passive-aggressive. At all. I just say what I think and believe or I'm quiet...)
Posted by: grace in chattanooga | 21 May 2012 at 06:01 AM
Happy Birthday to your beautiful girl. She's blessed having a mama like you. And as for the passive agressive stuff? Have at it. It feels a lot better than the bullshit that comes of friends acting like that. In my case, I found out who my real friends really were. Hugs to you. x
Posted by: Tricia (irishsamom) | 21 May 2012 at 07:17 AM
Those are so fun!!!! I'll have to look for them. And that party looks perfect. That girl of yours is so great.
Posted by: Danielle (elleinadspir) | 21 May 2012 at 07:18 AM
My son has a "freckle" in his eye and it is my my favorite freckle, ever. :) I've made sure he knows that I love it and that he should, too. I hope he does.
And Happy Birthday to your beautiful 9 year old!
Posted by: Amanda K | 21 May 2012 at 07:58 AM
I'm up for a man talk any time, bro.
xo
Posted by: Sizzle | 21 May 2012 at 10:09 AM
Happy Birthday to your Celia! What a fun party!! This is the first time I've commented, but check your blog daily! I love your posts and how truthful and heartfelt they are! :)
Posted by: Alisa White | 21 May 2012 at 10:57 AM
Happy birthday Celia! What a gorgeous little lady! Love her mole. :)
Posted by: candice | 21 May 2012 at 11:29 AM
I don't care how old you are, a painting party is fun! Even if you're pretending to be too sophisticated for it. Happy Birthday to your gorgeous girl.
I'm of the say what you mean and mean what you say - I occasionally say things I don't exactly mean, but mostly when I'm joking. I try to be direct...
Posted by: a | 21 May 2012 at 06:48 PM
My girlfriends and I employ the guy talk theory with gusto. So much easier to tell each other that she's a flippin' loon for doing what she's doing, or agree with her earnestly when she says her kid is an all out brat, than bite our tongues at the time, only to chatter and cackle like hens later. We have yelled and cried and hugged and cussed a blue streak at one another, but I know that these women will be there for me...if they hate my decisions or not, they'll tell me that honestly, but its always done with love and true friendship. Just tell us where those two faced ass hats live, and we'll pay them a kindly lil visit, on behalf of the Gorillabuns household. Nobody should screw with you, Shana. Seriously. (said with a big sippy cup of Jack and diet coke in one hand, my truck keys in the other. lol)
Posted by: Jill | 22 May 2012 at 07:42 AM
Oh how I wish you lived in Kansas instead of Oklahoma. We would be great friends. I have a friend whom I have been friends with since 2nd grade. I am the godmother of her children and we would do anything for each other. We can bitch about our families and our craptastic in-laws because we know exactly what the other person is going through. We can be totally honest with each other and laugh till our faces are cramping from smiling so much. If only you were in KS, you could bring your kids and we could all sit by her pool all summer and talk and laugh and drink till our hearts were full of friendship and sunshine.
I'm so glad Celia had a great party. That is an awesome idea to have a painting party and she rocks for choosing the Frog Princess theme. I love it when children like to be children instead of little adults.
Posted by: Julie | 22 May 2012 at 04:40 PM
Guys totally have it easier than women. Although we could actually meet like halfway in the USA and have a drink and punch each other silly :) Although let's meet somewhere that someone will wait on us and bring us drinks and lounge around.
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