Look At Me....Always Thinking Ahead

Chef Anne Burrell on the Food Network always says that as she's sharing with us her secrets to being a restaurant chef.  But this post isn't about food. Instead, it's about colonial America costumes.  Each year the fourth graders at Caroline's school host a Colonial Day celebration.  The kids dress up and, I assume, do things that children in colonial times did.  Honestly, I don't know what they do at the Colonial Day thing, but, like I said, they have to dress up.

Spider Man costumes are easy to come by.  As are witch costumes and cheerleader costumes and, well, you get the idea.  But colonial costumes?  They're a little harder to find.  If you're lucky, you know someone who was a fourth grader the previous year and you put dibs on their costume for next year.  And if you're super lucky, you can sew one yourself.

We have neither dibs on a costume from last year nor the ability to sew one ourselves.

And where does that leave me?  Besides panicking over colonial costumes in July?

Well, it leaves me purchasing a colonial girl costume, online, in July.  Colonial day isn't until the fall sometime, but  you know me, I like to be prepared.  Always obsessing thinking ahead.

For the majority of our time living here, I didn't worry about securing a costume for Caroline because we were only supposed to be here for three years (1st-3rd grade).  Clearly, that's not happening, thanks to Craig's current deployment.  It's odd to think that we should be en route to a new duty station right now.  I really love living here and the thought of moving, uprooting Caroline, and having to start over in a new place sounds most undesirable.  I never thought I'd say it, but thank goodness for deployments.  Although Craig might not concur!  When it's time to leave, we'll be incredibly sad to leave our wonderful neighborhood, great friends and fabulous school.  But most of all, I think I'll miss my gym the most.

I know that sounds incredibly shallow, but I can't help it.  I am incredibly shallow love my gym.

Anyway, I was reading a blog post the other day in which the blog author linked to a costume site where she purchased a pilgrim costume for her kids' dress up supply.  "A pilgrim costume?!" I said to myself.  "I wonder if they have colonial costumes, too?"  And sure enough, with one click of a hyperlink, I found myself buying Caroline a colonial costume for a school event that is still many months away.

I don't know whether to be proud of my forethought.... or ashamed.   I mean, it's JULY!  School doesn't start for two months.  The fact that I purchased a costume for a one day event several months in advance is a true testament to the fact that 1.) I have no life  2.) I'm a neurotic freak  3.) I'm a neurotic freak with no life.

And I need a cookie.