Day 189-March 8, 2013

     I arrived early at Bell Hill to post the global studies flags, then greet the children as they arrive.  I was Rosanne Paul this morning.  It was a privilege to work in 4th, 3rd, 2nd, and 1st.  I overheard "Mrs. K rocks" when I was climbing on the jungle gym when I was on recess duty.  I know the kids know I care about them and that I see them.  I did race out, though, so I could pick up Alexa before nap time at day care.  
     We made our traditional stop at downtown Safeway to purchase the $5 Friday specials and the needed ingredients for Scott's birthday party.  We also picked out a birthday helium balloon.  It was tough for Alexa to decide between Mickey Mouse and Pooh.  She decided on Mickey.  As we crossed the bridge at home, the balloon separated from the string, and we watched it fly away in the sky.  
     She settled for her nap and I finished reading The Paris Wife.  I was tired, and I knew the evening would come together, and we would have a great time, even if I sat for a half hour and read.  Well, I got to cookin.  I made lemon bars first.  Alexa woke up.  I was putting the parts together for pasties.  I added parsnips and turnips with the potatoes, mushrooms and white onion with the New York steak and home grown parsley.  Grampa got home from his bike ride with Scott, Mark, and Fred.  He took Alexa for her "outside" time.  Oh, and AJ was here working on the tile.
     Our party ended up with eleven, I think.  Twas fun.  A nice salad was tossed together.  Savannah made tasty chavelas.  She also brought the party favors and tiramasu.  And, I was right, it all came together.  I ended up with extra pasty filling, and Garry wanted to know about making pie crust.  So I said, "Let's just do it."  We made a batch of crust and I had a nice big meat pie from the leftovers and crustys for him to sample.  I missed having Serene and Tom here, but they were on a weekend trip with her high school kids.
     I know Savannah really loves Scott.  I don't know that she will "carry" a load in the relationship.  I feel so conflicted about what to say or not say.  I want both of them to be happy, I want Scott to have a partner, not a princess...  Oh, my goodness, I think I just need to focus on being supportive.  We ALL have things to learn and grow around in all stages of our lives.  And perhaps I need to learn and grow around letting go.