Heaven, Shangri-La, Nirvana. The kids have been at sleep away camp for six days, four hours & thirteen minutes – but who’s counting? Whatever name we put to our own personal Utopia, I can tell you simply mine looks like a place where I am well rested, eating calorie-free chocolate surrounded by smiling angels, sipping a glass of organic, sulfite free red wine.
Usually this scenario is the stuff dreams are made of. In my real life, my daydreams are rudely jarred by the exasperated bellows of one or both of my children, the cell phone’s incessant interruptions, or just my restless mind bouncing through the litany of tasks and deadlines that I must address.
The sharp contrast of my earth-plane reality is a strong buzz kill to any prolonged state of fantasy I might otherwise enjoy.
Fortunately, this weekend was the first that I have had in a full year to shake the shackles of Mommydom. It feels so unnatural to me to be kid-free & footloose! But the anomaly this kind of opportunity affords me is exactly why I threw my 2nd Annual Goddess party.
I drink rarely, sleep-in, never & relax – infrequently. So this soiree with my goddess-y girlfriends is more than a social event, it is the bastion of hope for me & for my attendees that despite whatever else is going on in our lives we need; we deserve to let go, get loose & partay!
I know how hard it is to set a private, non-family oriented event so I can see where some of my girlfriends were coming from when they either didn’t respond or cancelled due to various commitments that surfaced last minute. But the yin to that yang are those who made the effort and even braved the tornado warning (yes, really) to take the “me” time they so richly deserved! And for those of us die-hards who attended, it was well worth it.
The vibe was high, i-tunes mix eclectic, girl talk fantastic and nosh decadent! Sometimes even I need to walk my walk and take a nurturing inner-Diva break! My next goal? Do this more than once a year and oh yes, find a way to make chocolate calories not count!