This means several things.
1. According to QVC, we have approximately 90 days until Christmas. And I have made no preparations! What is wrong with me?
2. It is four days until my mother's birthday. And I have made no preparations! What is wrong with me?
3. IT IS ONE WEEK UNTIL ANNA MARIE'S BIRTHDAY. AND I HAVE MADE NO PREPARATIONS! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
(Can you tell I'm feeling just a wee bit stressed? But what else is new?)
Once again, we probably won't have a birthday party for Anna Marie, because, well, we still have some rather awkward family situations, similar to last year but also somewhat different. And once again, the magazine has taken all of my energy (and it STILL isn't quite done yet). So I'm trying to make it up to her, by taking her to the circus that's coming to town the next week.
(Buying her love! Yes!)
Also, she has fall break and a doctor's appointment that next week, and I'm planning to take her fall break off from work and maybe use our buy-one-get-one-free Japanese food coupons to get her first Hibachi dinner.
(Big spender buying her love, no?)
Maybe, one of these years before she leaves the house, the awkward family situations will cease, and she'll have bonded with some of the kids at school or something, and the magazine won't bleed me dry, and we can have a proper party.
Maybe. Or maybe, this pattern will repeat itself year after year, and Anna Marie won't have any memories of birthday parties, but she will have done every special event in Memphis and the Mid-South.
Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so…