Friday, May 9th - Happy Mother's Day to all you moms out there!

It's consistently cool in the mornings this week. I've had to let the car warm up to melt the heavy frost off the windows the last two days and this morning is no exception.  It's a chilly 1' right now but we should reach a sunny and mild 13' later, pretty much a carbon copy of yesterday. It was so nice to head out at lunch with just a very light jacket instead of the usual coat. Spring is coming but it's certainly taking it's time this year.

Wednesday evening I had the pleasure of dining with the Van Gaals. Some kind person had dropped off some braised short ribs to them, so the first thing Brenda said to Bernie was "better call Sandy".  She made delicious whipped potatoes to act as the base for this beefy goodness and we thoroughly enjoyed our meal, so thanks so much for including me.

Last night we went over to the Rec Centre to measure up tables for the conference so we can get an idea of how many tablecloths we will need and then we headed into town. I had heard there's a Scotish Fiddle Jam a the Old Triangle on Thursday evenings so that's where we headed. It was a most enjoyable evening, and I suspect we may be doing that again from time to time.

Each year that the kids have been in Montessori school, those in the lower elementary treat their moms to a Mother's Day Tea. This will be Tristen's last year in that level, hence the last Mother's Day Tea for her. How sad. Tristen looks so grown up in the photo she sent of him all dressed up for the occasion.







Speaking of dressing up. Apparently there is an item out there called Rac N Roll. It's a special suitcase for dancers to transport their costumes back and forth to recitals, etc.When you unpack it, the rack is put together and holds all your costumes for quick changes between numbers.  It's just come to Meghan's attention that  she desperately needs one of these for her upcoming recital.What, no desperate races home because you've forgotten a piece of your outfit? But how is she going to pay for it?  It seems her mom told her she can host a garage sale - literally - and try to sell of the stuff that's lurking about in the garage. So apparently that will be happening tomorrow. She can use whatever money she makes with that endeavor. It's a bit of a win for Patti as well, as it will help get the garage cleaned out.

Patti went to a performing arts school, and we've figured out that's why they never made it to the big time as dancers, because the school just didn't provide the proper education on how to transport costumes.  We don't know how they managed to dance all those years without the aid of a Rac N Roll. As Patti said, Meg will  be devastated if she doesn't make enough money to buy one - but only till the next crisis hits! Ah, the joys of raising a pre-teen girl.