I am a simple woman, with a simple little girl, who enjoys playing with carboard boxes and silicone cup cake holders. Her favorite thing to do is scream, and smack people with the Direct TV remote. Her 1st Birthday is next month. It’s all I can do not have her birthday be tomorrow. My birthday falls between now and hers, and I’ve neglected it completely. I can not wait to throw a party for a bunch of babies and toddlers. Truly a party for the kids, not for us adults. Which means if my friends want to wrap her empty boxes, Im soo ok with that. Really. I have never been one for clutter, and have always been simple, so I am aiming for simple for her party.
But the planning isn’t simple. I have ideas from here to Iraq and back. But, there are a million outdoor projects we have been unable to tackle. It is truly very difficult to accomplish anything outdoors with a ten month old crawling and staggering around, like she had one too many milk-a-tinis. Literally, what would be more cost effective, hiring childcare to do the yard, or landscapers? I haven’t given in and recruited either one yet. But, damn am I am behind.
Brooklyn’s Birthday is next month. 45 days a way to be exact. My husband is so embarrassed by all the little things that are out of order, and a few big (and expensive) projects, that he doesn’t even want to have an at home birthday party. He wants to have it at a park. A park?!?!? Seriously? I will be carrying this kid for FOUR hours if we have it at a park. Urrrrgh.
I’m dreaming of an indoor/outdoor brunch, complete with cereal buffet, and handmade decorations. Picture a shower curtain back drop, party favors of pearls and tutus, and boys wearing paper top hats, with pictures GALORE. That’s right, I said Galore. Brooklyn crashed a birthday party the other day and ever shared in the smash cake, and she has a blast. I took 50 pictures of my kid at her birthday buddy’s bash, can you imagine what’s going to happen for her OWN birthday shin dig? Hecks yea, me too.
So the too do list looks something like this:
* The garage has been demolished since the water came in a few weeks ago. So, paint cinder blocks. The ceiling is half down. We need to get that into the bagster before it picks up tomorrow, and install a new ceiling. Plus, have my uncle install the new lighting.
*The siding is messed up on the right side of the house, from when my husband removed a car port. That needs fixed somehow. I know NOTHING about siding, I have no extra siding, and It’s 20 years old.
*The siding in the back of the house is messed up. I decided to grill. Grill the house that is. Ya siding kebobs. Not.
*There is this plastic, exterior, brick sheeting on the back of the house. It’s ugly. And it has holes in it. Seriously. Ewe.
*The front of the house has an odd, grouted, rock facing. And pieces are missing. I planned on filling them in with exterior paintable caulk, and then etching them with a utility knife, and painting them, but I was told this wont work. Either way, they all need painted, to match the inside wall I already painted.
*I need a bob cat to fix the cliff, and fill the holes…. dont ask.
Then .. there’s a million little things, but those are the ones hubs is embarrassed by. So. Off to CL it up I guess.
I wish I was just building a picnic table, and making some paper lanterns for a little girls birthday party.
Ps. Working 12 days in a row, 8 or 12 hours a day, is tough on a new mommy. I miss blogging. I miss playing with my daughter, reading Ohdeeoh, and Ana White message boards. I truly hope to find a job one day, that lets me be a mommy, and love my job. Here’s to hoping, praying, wishing, and wanting. Dear God, please.