I woke her about 8:30 and as she sleepily began to try and discuss it from her prone position in bed, I walked away and told her if she wanted to discuss it, she had to get out of bed.
She got up; which was a good clue to how serious she was. I was fine with her going to Wild Waves to meet her friends for the day; however, her car was still being worked on and I'd have to drive her. Let's face it, I'm not sure she would have driven herself anyway, because she's not very adventurous that way. I personally think she just needs to go get lost a couple times; take some parking lot tours; end up in the totally wrong place and figure out how to get out; that would make her comfortable venturing out.
But she didn't have her car and I needed mine. I drove her to Wild Waves. My big plan was to grocery shop on the way home, but I forgot my list. I went home to get my list and my youngest, who was apparently up already (it was only 10:30, after all) because my oldest kept pocket dialing the house and it prompted her to get out of bed and call my oldest to put her phone on lock, solicited my help in tracking down leftover paint to paint a weapon she carved out of Styrofoam.
That's not as bad as it sounds: She loves her last cosplay (costume play; otherwise known as dress up to those over 30) she made so much she plans on wearing it another year. But it needed more details (whatever). The character carries a gun. Fortunately, for all the parents and attendees, the organizers of the events are very particular about the kinds of weapons that are carried around. They can't actually be capable of firing, so she carved hers out of Styrofoam.
I can't tell you the admiration I have for my daughter and her costume creations. I learned early this year it's just best for me to stay out of her creations and let her do it herself; she not only has great ideas, she has the will and imagination to get it done; she certainly knows her way around a glue gun.
The thing actually looks like a gun. She took a block of styrofoam, carved two halves of the gun, glued them together, paper mached the whole thing, and the last I saw, she had it painted and was ready to cut out the design that goes on the handle. It is truly amazing.
Anyway, after finding paint for my daughter, adding some things to my shopping list and heading out, I needed another cup of coffee. So I started at Fred Meyer because they have a Tully's coffee shop. I sat and drank my coffee while I read the latest People magazine.
I got the few things I needed at Fred Meyer, then went to Costco. Even that was pretty quick, but by the time I got home, it was almost 1:00. How did that happen? It was about then it occurred to me it wasn't Saturday.
So I ate lunch and relaxed for a bit. When my husband got home, we all headed out to pick up my oldest from Wild Waves. Then we went to Red Robin for dinner so I could get my free birthday burger (you have to get it during your birthday month) before the month is over.
Today, I think it's Friday. But you know what being confused about the day of the week means? It means I'm totally immersed in summer now.