Baby Jason's 1st B Day party

Well, I can't say I got the best pictures of the day (mostly due to the fact that my hostessing duties did not allow me to pick up a camera very much), but I did get some. Jason's Grandpa Chris got some AMAZING pictures of him eating the cupcake I made for him...unfortunately I forgot to grab his memory card and copy the pictures over before he left, but I was promised access to them at a yet-to-be-determined time.

Overall Jason did very well at his party. My older two were a complete tired mess by the end of their's, but this little man held out like a trooper. The only disappointing part was he got tired and I put him down for what I though would be the night, so we forwent the present opening....only to discover he was not, in fact, tired and talked to himself the entire time....

Yeah, we could have totally opened presents and he would have been just fine.

Oh well....so no "ooooh"ing and "ahhh"ing aloud in front of a crowd while we opened his booty (LOL) but c'mon, he's a year old, do you really think he's gonna know the difference??


So here is the little man on the day of holding Grandpa Randy's hand (he totally doesn't need it for support, but he won't stand w/o it)


Grandma Cherie holding him playing "bat the balloon". Look at his face in the second picture



Sonya getting excited about the same balloon


The decorations (I made the balloon bouquet)


The cake was paid for twice (YES I got my money back)


Cousin Anne- Two months younger but twice as big (LMFAO)


Robbie saw Mom acting like a nut and wanted in on the action


I'm dying to get my hands on those uber cute "jason eating cupcake" pictures....

*sigh*

so look for "baby Jason's bday party Part II"

My brief stint at modeling

My sister in law does henna (www.harmonyhenna.com)
/shameless plug

ANYWAY

for her website we did a photoshoot that was wrought with one mishap after another...

The photoshoot was originally to take place downtown in the park, like literally minutes from my house. The forecast said rain, so my SIL changed it to her house...(25 miles away)

ask me if it rained that day....

Then one of the models that my SIL spent over five hours of work doing full bridal henna on her hands (front and back of hands from fingertips to elbows) WASHED HERSELF the very next morning (BIG NO NO) and undid most of the work... *sigh*

THEN we thought "ok, let's just do a design on her back since she messed the other one up"

ummm, you mean her back that's full of GINORMOUS tattoos?

*sigh*

so the ONLY usable part of her back area was right above the huge music staff tattoo that spanned across her entire width of it....

well, let's do a medallion design just below her neck...

I go to put her hair up and HELLO 1/2 inch of BLACK ROOTS under your BLEACHED HAIR

*sigh*

fine, let's get a necklace or something and cover the roots...

So here comes a phone call from the other model

she's TOTALLY LOST and has no idea how to get to my SIL's house...

So I'm on the phone with her trying to figure out where the eff she's at....meanwhile my SIL is using my other arm to put a paste design so she can get more pictures b/c her OTHER model FLAKED on her...

*sigh*

I'm only supposed to be there until a little after one o'clock, so we figure I better get going on the posing...

we get some really beautiful shots of the henna, me on the floor posing with some pillows and stuff...

I was dying to see these pictures, and i was supposed to do makeup for the girl that had so far been a no-show

We (the kids and I) were already late to be at a birthday party that started at 1 o'clock for my neighbor's daughter across the street...

I got out of there at 2 o'clock...

Come to find out that all the really cool shot the photographer shot of me looked GREAT in preview size, but blurry when you blew them up...

the roots girl apparently didn't stay still enough for the henna to be any good, so all the shots of her medallion on her back were not good..

they did another design on the front of her as a necklace, and that was the ONLY usable shot...

so 5 hours of hand work=gone
20 min of medallion work= gone
cute shots of irma posing on the floor=gone

*sigh*

ok so here are the two of me that came out

My cat did this...

someone please explain to me how and why she did this....

I got my herr did..

..and it looks bangin

The day from hell...

So we finally got a brand new washing machine and WTF happens?

It leaks....

*sigh*

Last night from 11pm until about 3:30 am the baby woke up every hour.

every. f*cking. hour.

I called Jim at 3:30am b/c he was driving to the airport to catch a 6am flight from ND and let him know what was going on with Jason. I was promised that he would come home and help me. His flight was scheduled to arrive in Sac at 10am

Ask me if he's home....

Turns out where he was staying and where he had to catch the flight crossed timezones... so what he THOUGHT was arriving an hour before departure time turned out to BE his departure time....

He was on standby for the next flight, 1:10pm....

He did not get on that flight. They let a couple who was Hawaii bound go before him and there was no more room.

That flight would have had him home at 4:15pm

The flight he is currently set to take gets him home at 11PM

ELEVEN PM!!!!

Baby Jason is being a complete shit. He spends all night screaming, crying, waking up every hour, then decides to wake up for the morning at 6am

Glorious.

I go downstairs and wake my mom up, let her know I've had VERY LITTLE sleep and would she please take the baby since he's up and it's SIX FRIGGIN THIRTY in the morning.

I JUST BARELY fall asleep again

*knock knock*

"Good Morning Robbie, could you please go downstairs and see grandma"

*groans*

Then my mom knocks on my door at ten min past eight, and she's supposed to leave with Robbie to go to gymnastics at 8:30....

I come downstairs and it all hits the fan. First, she brought Sonya downstairs, who saw me and immediately asked for her juicebox and cereal...

The baby started screaming once he saw me and refused to stay with my mom...

The CATS kept bugging me all night and I finally checked and they were out of water...

ROBBIE was throwing a tantrum b/c he refused to get dressed and started KICKING my mom when I told him he lost the privilege to play Uno with me before school b/c he tried to shoot the teacher with a pretend gun and spit on another classmate's work...

Jason refused to nap after i put him upstairs and by the time i brought him BACK downstairs he was so pissed I had to put him to bed again...

He slept THREE HOURS (here's me thinking that he won't take another nap b/c of it)

LOL

suuuuure

I feed him lunch (sonya's yelling for food too btw and i'm trying to rotate laundry b/c i'm scared shitless i'm gonna be without my machine again while they repair it)

after lunch he's ACTING SLEEPY AGAIN!!

So he gets himself all worked up, and I barely have anything to feed him b/c he sucked me dry last night...

I'm thinking I might try and migrate him to soy formula (b/c his head spins around and he projectile vomits with dairy based formula), so I mix half my milk, half soy formula

*cue screaming frustrated frantic child*

He's quiet for oh, maybe TWENTY MINUTES

It's now 3pm....Jim is still sitting in an airport, my child is still upstairs screaming and I clearly have not had enough chocolate cake or coffee to get me through this nightmare.


I'm sure it will get worse, b/c every time I dare this day to do so, the day shows me what "worse" really is....