And the weekend continued...

Our wild weekend continued. Mollie had prom on Saturday night. She looked absolutely beautiful! But her Saturday until the prom was tense. It was her weekend to babysit all weekend – from 7:00 AM on Saturday until 7:00 PM on Sunday. So with the prom she and the mom worked out for someone else to keep them from Saturday afternoon until Sunday morning. The person that was to keep them promised to be there by 2:20, she wasn’t. Mollie had an appointment for hair and make-up at 3:00. She finally had to call for a back up at 2:30.

She got to the salon on time and I got to go by to watch the transformation of my baby into a gorgeous young woman. Then she was going to have pictures made with her friends but time was too short. We were all feeling pretty rushed and stressed about that time. Finally we took her to where the limo was to pick up Mollie and her friends. The other all had dates. Mollie said “I know I’ll be a fifth wheel but I don’t mind. I just want to have a good time.” And she did!

They ate Italian before the prom, tons of food there and then to Ihop to eat afterwords. She got home a little after midnight and stayed up to tell me all about it. Then she was up and over to her babysitting job at 7:00 the next morning. I didn’t realize how tense I was until it was all over. You always hope your babies will be happy and enjoy the big events in their lives.

I had barely relaxed from that when I get an urgent call from LJ Monday telling me that they think that they have found an apartment. Since Nick and I have agree to be their guarantor he was telling me I needed to fax my life and credit history to this real estate company – tax return, payroll stubs, photo ID, letter of employment, a pint of blood and my first born child. I think they are getting pushy!! I’m trying to get it all together to fax in the morning. I think this thing is gonna happen.

Now one more thing – we all know the benefits of spanking for stress relief. But when I get into full ‘mommy mode’ – which I’ve been in for a week or so now, spanking in far away from my thoughts. But Nick was thinking of it just a little. I had gone up a tiny bit in weight and before we left for his mom’s and her fantastic cooking he grabbed my arm while we were back in the bedroom (Mollie had already gone). He used the small wooden bath brush to help me remember that I didn’t need to over eat at his mom’s. Not overeating at his mother’s is HARD!! But even though that bath brush is nothing to play with it warmed my heart as well as my bottom that he thought of it and carried through. Believe it or not I have more to say on this subject soon. Come on June!!