Four Successes and a Failure

Successes:

1. C graduated from elementary school and cracked everyone up with her best "woot woot" face as she walked off stage

2. We hosted lots and lots of people (not 150 - *phew* - maybe 75 at the height) with no major incident or annoyance

3. At said party we managed to get rid of all of the excess food - I really didn't need a dozen and a half of cupcakes staring me in the face during the coming weekend of periodic bursts of nostalgia.

4. C and R (for his first time) both played beautifully at their piano recital.

and now, the failure:

By only the most liberal definition of the ugly cry (snot dripping down face) did I pass the test. No boogers, no snorting noises BUT I shed tears and my eyes were red. Sometimes emotions are so sucky. Alas, nothing gets me shedding tears (mostly happy, some sad, some frustrated) faster than the thought of my kiddos. They're the best. I'm one lucky ball of neuroses.