Still Kicking (and screaming)

Life has been a little, shall we say, "CRAZY" around here.  There is lots to post about, photos to share, and stories to tell.  For now, all I have time to say is that we are still alive, kicking and screaming our way through summer.  Hard to believe there's only 4 more weeks till the first day of school (silently I'm more excited then anyone else for that blessed day to be here).

I promise I will post about all the exciting and not so exciting happenings.

I've done all I can. But is it enough?

I sit here at my computer at 12:20 am.  I found it hard to sleep.  This year I find myself  in charge of the food for Girls Camp.  Did I mention it's for the entire Stake.  I, with the help of my fab. committee, will be cooking 9 meals for 350 people.  Up until this point I have felt really prepared.  Things have gone really well.  No freak outs or melt downs have occured.  I have avoided becoming a "HOT MESS". But tonight sleep just wont come as all the "to-do's" go screaming through my head.  I got up out of bed and wrote out a detailed schedule for all the prep work that needs to happen every day up at Camp.  A little daunting to say the least.  Tomorrow morning with help, (there's no way in this world I could be doing this all by myself) I will do the rest of the shopping.  For the first time fear and anxiety have finally crept up.  What if I don't buy enough watermelons, bread, rolls and eggs.  Cooking doesn't scare me.  I LOVE to cook.  What does scare me, is executing 9 meals for 350 people.  I know it's not the first time it will be done, and it wont be the last.  But will I be able to pull this off?

On top of all this, I am helping my Mom get ready for my Dad's 60th Birthday party tomorrow.  I focused on helping her out today. Starting at 8am this morning we spent 4 hours straight in her back yard, pulling weeds, pulling more weeds, trimming, mowing and laying mulch.  Our day wasn't even close to being done.  We went out shopping for food and decorations and came back to start the cooking.  I got home at 6pm just in time to throw some french bread pizza in the oven and head over to my sis-in-laws to help with the decorations. 

I am exhausted.  I just wish my thoughts would cease, and my heart stop pounding in my chest.   It will all work out, right?  It always does. 

Tomorrow after buying all the food, I have to find places for it to be stored until Monday, deliver more food assignments to my committee, make a salad for my Dad's birthday, get my kids looking fabulous for the party, get myself looking fabulous, help finish prepping the food for my Dad's party, help with decor if needed and then  put on a HAPPY face and party the night away. 

Wish Me Luck!