Help! My living room floor is covered in teenage girls!!!!!!

Melanie turned 15 on the 5th.  She wanted a sleepover party, so we sent out invitations and the party was last night.  Despite the weather, 10 girls and my best friend and her family were able to make it.  Yesterday was the longest day I can remember in a long while.  I baked 3 pizzas from scratch, 2 cakes, and 5 dozen cookies.  The actual party was a lot of fun.  All the girls were so polite, and very giggly.  It was a terrific realization that all these girls (ages from 13 to 17) are all, smart, talented (most are in the marching band), AND beautiful.  The world is very blessed with the future of these ladies.

I don’t think anyone fell asleep before 5 am.  I am sitting here, blogging in the dining room, and  the couch, the 2 recliners, and the entire living room floor is covered in an eclectic array of blankets, pillows, the dogs, and the sleeping girls. 

What made last night very special to me is that, despite all my mental health issues lately, I was able to host the party, and the sleepover afterwards, all on my own without a single panic attack or crying jag.  This in itself is monumental.  Joshua was stuck in Springfield, Ohio and had to stay in a hotel last night.   What usually takes him 5 hours to drive took him almost 11 1/2 hours yesterday.

So, the party was a success, and I am doing ok in the aftermath.  The worst thing about last night was the weather, and the funniest thing was when Billy (my best friend’s 5 year old) very politely asked Melanie if he could stay at the sleepover, too.  All the girls did a collective “awww/giggle”, and Billy just ate up all the attention.  Eventually, we convinced him he couldn’t stay since he didn’t bring pajamas or his sleeping bag.  He seemed satisfied with this answer and went home with Mommy and Daddy.