Saturday, April 19, 2008

In Which Miss Cavendish Dumpster Dives for a Fashionable Cause

This post may be a little out of the ordinary, but I suspect that some fashionistas out there—especially those of you with children—may find it amusing.

Tomorrow (Sunday) is the dress rehearsal for the cultural event of the season in our home: my daughters’ dance recital.

I have two daughters (ages five and eight) and three dance routines between them. So tomorrow they will show up at the theatre in full faces of stage makeup (!), and three costumes consisting of variations on sequins, spangles, tulle, and lycra. They will dance on stage; they will pose for group and individual photos.

My eight-year-old lass knows to keep her costumes in their plastic shopping bags, tucked away in her closet. My five-year-old darling keeps her costume in its plastic bag too, but it’s hanging on the back of her dining-table chair. I’m fine with that; we both know where it is at all times.

Earlier this week I was preparing to welcome two delightful and legendary scholars to my home and went on a cleaning blitz. Bags were filled with bits of crayons, torn paper, an occasional juice box and the like, and immediately dispatched to our large garbage can by the garage. The house was tidy; I was happy.

Tonight, as I was organizing clothes for tomorrow’s recital, I couldn’t find my five-year-old’s costume. I looked in her closet, in the dress-up box, in the kitchen. Where could it be?

Oh.

I frantically did a mental survey of when the garbage was last picked up and the timeline looked in my favor. So off I went, at dusk, to the bottom of our considerable outdoor garbage can, hoping no raccoons would join me, and opened and sifted and opened and sifted until . . . a white shopping bag, its flaps neatly tied in a bow, appeared, intact.

The show will go on.

**image is from a vintage paint-by-number kit

3 comments:

enc said...

WHEW! (wipes sweat from forehead)

Super Kawaii Mama said...

Quite the adventure, still, infinitely better than fishing out a bracelet from the toilet when your daughter is on laxatives. That was an afternoon. :)

K.Line said...

Whoa, serious stress moment, I'm sure. I've had this happen with 2 of M's retainers (she's young for orthodonture but she's got an issue that requires early intervention). Problem with a 7/8 year old and a small piece of metal and plastic is very disposable! Alas, we didn't find them... You were saved by the costume fairies!