This is before and after:

Don't they look similar? One was before they left-with her Bella and Violet (unicorn and tiger), and after with her new tiara, rose made of Hershey kisses, and a pink balloon! She had a great time with her daddy. I have to hand it to CFA, they have created some memories in our family. Mary Claire was there on her first birthday, and we are there all the time. Remember, just yesterday we ate there with Ches? And on Tuesday night Ches took the kids and they made the Father's Day foam picture frames? We like it so much, apparently we go every day! Maybe tomorrow too? Just kidding.
Tomorrow is our exciting Family Movie Event! We have our tickets to see Toy Story 3 at 2:55. The kids are ready-and we are too! We've been waiting a year-and there still isn't a great preview/trailer that tells you exactly what will be happening. We only know that Andy is going to college, there are new toy characters, and that Barbie "hooks up" with Ken. As long as there are lots of toys, and we get to see Buzz and Woody, we'll be happy (code for: Ethan will be happy and let us watch the whole movie)!
One more thing.
I had an unpleasant conversation today. Is it ever okay to be rude to someone just because you don't have empathy for their situation? I was told there was nothing wrong with me, that I need to stop taking the Lexapro ("since it's just a placebo, you should just take a Tylenol everyday"), "you are from strong stock", and the best: "then don't talk to me about it anymore".
It's painful that my feelings aren't important, that my emotions don't matter, and that the time I took to tell her was wasted time and energy.
If someone calls and you don't want to talk, don't answer. If they go where you can't, get off the phone. Don't be rude. Don't you think there's already enough of that in the world?
But, if you find yourself not caring, think about your own life. Has that same person listened to you and your troubles, heard you cry, reassured you? Don't you owe them?
One more note:
Don't even begin to think my life is all perfect and rosy. There are all kinds of junky things I get to deal with. I got sweet comments at Bunco about lots of things and how I'm so good at everything. All I could say is, "There are so many other things I wish I was better at." Like how to say what needs to be said.

