I had planned a thoughtful, maybe deep post that might appear yet, but I must pause to ponder the merry, merry month of May(hem).
Maybe June is your month when all kinds of crazy collide,
but ours is now, especially with a graduate in the house.
A graduate who just agreed to a graduation party this week.
("What's the big deal about graduating anyway? Everybody does it!")
(Her cake-of-choice if someone besides Mom can make it..)
There are two weeks before graduation.
|(These are cute and doable!)|
Did I mention her parents teach?
|(Another cheesy idea for graduation food. (I'm tired; can you tell?)|
And they have finals for their students--as well as all the usual last-week-of-school chaos--
the day before graduation?
|Adorable, but I might lose my mind!|
(She also detests the phrase, "Congrats, Grad", so that eliminates many options.)
(Though this is super-cute to me!)
Thank You, Lord, for Pinterest.
I know you can laugh and cry at once, but can one laugh-happy and cry-sad all at the same time, too?
Excuse me while I go put out another fire/call another guest/plan a menu/ roll my eyes at the honoree/grab a tissue.