Princess for a Night

After a miserable 4 days of Drake and I being sick, and my man out of town, I finally left the house last night. Yes, Ladies, I had not left my house (other than to pick up the kids from school) since Monday. I've been in my jammie's, sick as a dog all week.

After all I've been through this week, I was not going to let the misery continue and miss the princess party that I was invited to. When I got the invitation I realized that I haven't ever dressed up as a princess. I had grand plans of buying the perfect baby blue gown and blinging it out as my first Cinderella gown. My bad luck, the flu took over and I was in no condition to drive, let alone shop. So I wore a dress that I bought for a cruise a couple years ago.

I have my fake long ponytail on and every princess needs a tiara! Back story: I bought those during a real identity crisis when I turned 30 and had my 3rd boy. The realization that I wouldn't have a daughter was too hard to bear and so I turned it into a fun shopping trip with a friend.

I asked my boys if I looked like a princess and Davis said, "Well sort of. You're wearing black." {{dissappointment}} I said that I was a princess dressed up to go to a black tie event." Davis said, "Huh?" {{never mind}}

My camera is broken so this is the only picture I have to document the amazing night. Needless to say, I got home a little after 1:00am and I promptly turned back into recovering Laurie in her jammies.

This morning, I'm filled with gratitude for friends I can laugh with, talk to, and who don't judge, or compete. I'm grateful for over-the-top evenings that make life a whole lot brighter. I'm grateful for being a girly girl who finally had the chance to dress up as a princess. It was the perfect end to a week that was almost too hard to bear.