What better way to celebrate the clear photographs than to throw a Saturday morning glitter brunch? Although, I'm still experiencing some technical difficulties but let's talk about glitter and pretty things and heart happy moments for a minute. For two reasons. Number one being I'm about to go bananas because when a girl like me has a certain picture saving, backing up, editing, and sharing flow and a wrench is thrown into the mix by some setting here or a code there, it gets interesting. Number two being you cannot go wrong with sparkle and shine and all things glitter. Ever.
I do believe in parties. Parties make the world go around. Even if throwing one means you stay up until 1:30 in the morning the night before doing things like finally tackling hanging a picture gallery wall which you've been stalling on for months and writing where each fruit goes on the painted and glittered table runner because that really matters...they are worth it.
Worth it. Because the next morning when the sun is streaming in your windows and you hear all of your people laughing and visiting and knee slapping, your heart will be happy.
If a yogurt bar and too many cups of good coffee with a splash of mimosa can do that, then by all means, I say party.
And I must add this.
When you get to see the sweet little nugget who has your best friend for a mother, you will want to bite his cheeks.
Then you will get a tad teary eyed at seeing the woman who you have been through so much with be a mom. A real mom. One who warms up milk and who wipes up spit-up and who loves unconditionally.
Teary eyed I was. Because I'm not sure I could have imagined us sitting around a glitter brunch, sipping coffee, and talking about big kid things when we were going through those crazy years, like errrrrr, that time in college when we ended up being thrown into the "J" word and then that other time when a pumpkin rotted in our dorm room or that other time when we threw our stuff in the car and headed down the open road yet again because that's just what we did back then.