Now, in the title I said “party,” as in singular, but what I really mean is parties, as in Oh My Goodness, People, Does EVERYONE have to have a party this time of year and how on earth do you guys find time to plan these things, let alone cook and decorate for them and now my son wants to have one too and I just laughed at him and now he is looking at me funny.
“Pars, partis” is Latin for the noun “part.” The plural form of this word for both the dative and ablative cases is “partibus,” which I found delightful when I was learning Latin.
I mention this simply because I spent 6 hours with my Classical Conversations students today, at least half of which, after the Dreaded Logic Final (5 pages, baby) and six Art Lecture Presentations (they were all brilliant), was spent having a Christmas Party. We told embarrassing stories, drank tea, ate food, sang Christmas carols and took group pictures. And let me tell you, taking group pictures with a bunch of 15 year old girls should be classed as an Olympic sport.
I am now exhausted, and therefore punchy. That’s my excuse for my strange sense of humor today. (The rest of the year, well, let’s just say I really need those filters I have eschewed this month for my No Filter December Jig.)
At any rate, last Monday night I had two different parties to attend, both of which I missed due to the stomach flu.
On Wednesday the two younger kids had two parties (one in P.E. class, one at youth group), one of which required a treat to share (and we’re gluten-free, so that’s not something you just pick up on the way there) and the other of which required an unwrapped toy per child, to be donated to a local hospital, and a wrapped white elephant gift each.
This morning each kid had a Christmas Party Potluck in their CC classes, as did I, which meant three sets of (gluten-free) Potluck Fare, two wrapped Secret Santa gifts and eight wrapped Christmas gifts for my students, not to mention the other things I mentioned yesterday that I had thought would be spiffing to bring to class today.
We are then party-free until Sunday.
This is then followed by another party on Monday, which requires another white elephant gift.
And then we have another on Thursday of next week. This one requires only (gluten-free) cookies.
This brings us to the next weekend, when we will be missing my good friend’s birthday/Christmas party, because we are hosting not a Christmas Party, but a 21st Birthday Celebration for my oldest.
And then this is followed closely by Christmas itself.
So two things:
1) Do any of you seriously still think homeschooling is dangerous because of the whole “socialization” issue?
2) If I accidentally say “Bah, Humbug” in the next week or so, well, I’m hoping it will at least be understandable to the twelve people who read this blog. (Hi, Mom!)
Here is the Official Picture of the Day:
And here, just because it is cool, and because readers who scroll to the bottom deserve to be rewarded, is a Bonus Photo. This is a pillow I received as a gift from the one student who gets certain of my jokes during class. Last year I made at least 4 Doctor Who disciples; I still have another semester to go with this crowd, so I have high hopes.