May and June seem to wrap things up all in nice little completion packages called graduation. With it comes celebrations for new and wonderful beginnings and it happened recently for our family as well.
When I first began blogging over six years ago, many of my posts were about my transitioning to empty nestdom and various sparkly things. My youngest son was going to the prom and getting ready to graduate from high school and my eldest was a junior at MIT. Both boys are now college graduates devoted to scientific research and that hard-working MIT Beaver has earned a PhD in Chemical Engineering (Dr. Johnson!!!) and is preparing to make the east coast his home once again. It all makes my head spin. How can so much change happen in such little time? I’m so proud of both my boys!
We had a great time celebrating in San Francisco at Suppenkuche, and in Berkeley and Oakland.
My joke of the weekend was this was my “boy of da ‘hood.” I guess you had to be there.
Speaking of graduation, the Ritz Carlton Los Angeles contacted me and asked if I could bake and decorate USC cake pops for all their guests coming into town for the USC graduation. Of course I had to say, “Yes” and “Fight On”! It brought me back to my own USC graduation and how I walked over from “The Row” with my sorority sisters under the blooming lavender jacaranda trees and how I sat with my best friend, Greg, and at the big moment when my name was called, I was announced as “Marvin“. Really? Oh well.
So you can see I’ve been busy outside of blogging and I’ve been busy on the home front too reading The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo. It’s helping me to organize and purge the “stuff”. Graduations will make you do this and for me, it’s a very melancholy process. I figured it was time the Splash Mountain poster came down for when my newly PhD son comes home to visit. His room has been in a time warp since middle school where he never did care about the decor of his room, but it makes me sad in that empty nest kind of way to go in there when I need something from the craft supply closet. That I had no trouble taking over as soon as he received his undergrad college acceptance letter. Go figure.
I would venture to say us moms put off changing over our children’s rooms as long as we can and save this job for a “later” time. I find there’s a real grieving process to force oneself to move forward and pack up the memories of our children’s youth. And when I say memories, it’s mostly ours and not theirs. Even putting that Power Ranger cake pan into the “to donate” bag is tough, you know? But I’ll save this subject for a “later” time. haha!
Back to my happy place in the kitchen to bake where I’ve developed a cupcake recipe last week from scratch that will knock the socks off Dad for Father’s Day. I’ll be posting it next week because someone liked them so much, since they’re so flavorful, the samples were all eaten without icing so now I have to make them again so there’s something to photograph. For the record, I had one, okay, maybe two. I am the baker, after all.
See you soon!