Party Like It's 1988

Summer vacation is great, right? I mean all those excited runs out to the ice cream truck and running around in the warm rain and staying up way too late and... driving Mommy a little crazy. Going back to work and having the kids at home 24/7 and an insane number of birthday parties, weekend trips, church meetings, and other obligations meant that I have not had much time to myself. And by "not much" I mean zero.

So a couple of weeks ago, figuring my other mommy friends felt the same way, I threw a little shindig at my house. I kicked Davis and the girls out (they went camping... at their cousin's house - it's too hot for real camping!) and sent out invitations

made some pizza (retro pepperoni and mushroom on one, olive oil with roasted garlic, sundried tomatoes, and fresh shaved parmesan on the other), cracked open some wine and beer

put on a wicked good movie

got all gussied up

and had a lovely evening of just sitting and talking girl talk with some of my besties. By the next day I was missing my kiddos and feeling rejuvenated. Then I was a good mommy, wife, and worker again.