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Showing posts with label Abbi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abbi. Show all posts

Thursday, August 19, 2010

So fucking busy!




Life has just totally kicked my ass in the past month. We've buried 2 grandpa's, have 1 grandma that broke her hip, Abbi's 1st birthday party rocked and my cake was FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC, kids school shopping, kids sports, and OMGosh, kids in DANCE! Never thought my little softball diva would hang up her cleats but Holy Hell batman, she wants to fucking DANCE!

F.A.T.S. Momma's is taking off in a HUGE way. I sell shit as soon as I post it, so I don't have ANY freaking stock and I have my first craft fair on Sept 4th. YAY! So, that shit has me SWAMPED!

I've also learned a few life lessons in past week. 1. about who my REAL fucking friends are and 2. Never do favors for family because they bite you in the fucking ass!

I totally rocked Abs's 1st birthday party and the cake was AMAZING! So much so, that I am now getting CAKE ORDERS on top of all my other shit I'm doing! Send me some speed peeps so I can keep up! Well, the mini me is up so I'll holla at you later loves, miss me! <3

Monday, July 26, 2010

Mom of the Year

Here we goooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
I am finding some extraordiany, liberating freedom today. I am cutting the apron strings and going to say what I want and to all that don't like, a big fat f*ck off! This is MY blog, not yours!
One year ago today, I was in labor. Where the hell has the time gone? My sweet Abbi will be 1 at 4:22am on July 27th. I'm feeling like a total flop of a mom today. Why???? I STILL haven't finished and mailed her party invitations!!! Hello Mother of the Year!!! So, I sent a text to all invited, and we are turning the invitations into a "Thanks for sharing my first birthday" card with a cute fairy pic. Nice save?? Hell, I hope so. I'm notorius for waiting until the last min to do shit. That's when I'm at my best.
So, today I will be scrambling to get the tutu made, the bows made, the party favors made, the "thank you for sharing cards made", and finalizing the food list. I'm totally rocking the disorganized, my mom drinks too much vodka, but she's f*cking FAB with a glue gun stereotype. So screw me, I'm not perfect.
Anywho, I'm hauling my not-so-perfect ass to the nearest Hobby Lobby for more supplies, hope you peeps have a fab day!