I knew today would be a hard day to find the time to blog. We had a house full of people and two kids running on fumes. And then the house started smelling like a sewer and there's something dreadfully wrong with our plumbing and my mom just got done washing dishes after boiling water in two pans and there are seven adults and six children peeing on eachother's pee because we are afraid to flush the toilet.
And I really suck at dealing with stress so I'm doing the only thing I can think to do...I'm hiding out in my bed with my iPhone wishing I was somewhere else. Somewhere the booze and the painkillers and the laughter of the nieces and nephews that I love so much can take away the monkey I feel like I'm carrying around on my back.
And now I've written more than I intended to.
But there's this baby that is the reason I go to all this trouble. Because I love him so much that I want him to have a wonderful and perfect birthday even if his mom is a lunatic and is physically incapable of just going with the flow. He had fun and I won't soon forget watching him barely touch his birthday cake. And even more, I won't forget watching him running around chasing after his cousins giggling up a storm. He deserves the party, I just wish his mom was better at doing it right.
Happy birthday to your little dude!! Our family's sewers are famous for backing up on holidays. We had a toilet overflow during our wedding gift opening. Hope you get that all under control, and have fun!!
Posted by: anne | November 14, 2009 at 07:54 PM
happy birthday to cameron! i think the universe likes to pile as much on our backs as possible to see what we're made of. i think that even though you feel stressed and like a lunatic, i'm sure things went just great and everyone was happy to celebrate! :)
Posted by: jenny | November 14, 2009 at 09:21 PM