This is shaping up to be a very long week. Tonight is DD2’s last sewing class for the (fair) year. She’s working on the finishing touches to a shirt as I write and has a counter change smocking project in progress: fabric covered eggs. Hopefully she can finish the first one tonight because I haven’t ever done these. I’m frustrated with the neckline of the shirt. Originally it was to be lined, but her teachers and I scrapped that as her cotton is quite thick. So, we sewed on a facing, which the pattern included, but it’s not laying well. She top-stitched it, but it still sticks up. I think we’ll have to carefully hand sew some anchor points in.
Friday, DD2 has a lesson for cake decorating in which she’s supposed to start decorating her foam cake for the fair. This will only be lesson #3 and getting her to practice is tough. My gut tells me that this will likely be a one time thing. If she doesn’t become more willing, I’m not going to stick my neck out. She’s old enough to take the responsibility of remembering to do things without prompts from me.
DS had a Mexican tasting party today at school. He didn’t plan to ask me to make anything – it’s extra credit if they bring in a traditional Mexican dish- but he’s a good kid. He and I made a batch of Pan Dulces – sweet bread. They were okay, but I don’t plan to make them again. I truly didn’t need the extra work this week, but sometimes you just have to take a breath and do these things.
Our dish washer has been out of commission since Saturday when DH noticed water on two of the ceiling tiles in the basement. I had a full washer waiting to be run, too. It’s been a challenge to keep up with the dishes, especially with the extra baking project and today it was time to make waffles. I wanted to make the kids do them with me, but I find the best times to work on it are the times they’re getting ready in the morning, doing homework, or at school.
My oldest seems to have never-ending homework. I think some of it is self-imposed, but she did take advanced classes. She’s decided to go for an IB degree (International Baccalaureate). I hope I spelled that right. As part of this degree she’ll need to put in 150 volunteer hours. I’ve told her plainly that it is up to her to decide where to volunteer, to log it, and to get the hours she needs. She’s chosen this path, so she needs to be responsible for completing it. It involves a lot and I’m skeptical that it’s the best choice for her. If she were going into a business career, I’d be all over it. But it’s her choice.
DD1 says she want to be an artist. Most specifically, a glass artist. The trouble is, I rarely see her doing art in her free time. My cousin, now an architect, was always drawing something. When we went to their house, we’d see his latest project – an elaborate tree house system for little pom pom pets – end tables made out of stacked bricks and a glass top, usually stacked differently each time we went – garage sale finds made over into treasures – there was always something. DD1 makes chain mail jewelry now and then. She has art supplies galore, a scrapbook and all the trimmings to put in it (still empty two years later, yes she asked for it), cake decorating tools that were asked for and have maybe been used once in three years. I raised the kids doing crafts and we have always had items on hand to create with. I just don’t see the passion to support an art career, but maybe she’ll prove me wrong. She has talent, just doesn’t show drive.
I finally got outside this weekend and did a bit of gardening. My son and I planted asparagus, onions, and garlic, and I got the grapes trimmed back. There’s a lot more to do, but I need time. A little here and there will be better than nothing.