I'm so insanely busy. *B*'s first birthday party is only 5 short days away (actual birthday is July 1st), and I'm feeling so overwhelmed. Of course we have the location reserved, we have the theme, we have the party decor, I've already mailed the invites, and we have the cakes (one for party guests the other for him to smash) ordered. So, why do I feel overwhelmed?? The day of the event I've planned for sloppy joes and shredded chicken sandwiches and chips , so I have to make that the night before. Plus, there is still the decorating involved on the day. Not to mention I still have to figure out what types of games I want the children (and possibly adults) to play, and I want to do take home goodie bags, that I still need to get stuff for and put together. I know most of this doesn't really need to bother me until later in the week, but I'm actually losing sleep over it. I just want his first birthday party to be perfect (or as perfect as it can be seeing as how he's only going to be 1). On top of all this I'm still dealing with kidney pain. I've yet to pass a stone, and I'm in more pain now than I was a week ago when I went to the ER.
Not to mention this cute little girl, Skyy, (below) is the newest addition to our family, and I have the task of house breaking her. She's been doing really well with that and no accidents for a week, now if I could just get her to stop chewing on EVERYTHING and being rowdy with my other much older dog I might be a bit less stressed. Speaking of her and her rowdiness the other day the two dogs were rough housing and the older one had had enough and nailed the pup, to which she jumped back and landed in my lap breaking my glasses. One more thing to stress me out. So, I've been frantically calling eye glasses places today trying to see what my options are in fixing them, since our insurance won't cover a new pair until the first of the year. I. AM. STRESSED.
Not to mention this cute little girl, Skyy, (below) is the newest addition to our family, and I have the task of house breaking her. She's been doing really well with that and no accidents for a week, now if I could just get her to stop chewing on EVERYTHING and being rowdy with my other much older dog I might be a bit less stressed. Speaking of her and her rowdiness the other day the two dogs were rough housing and the older one had had enough and nailed the pup, to which she jumped back and landed in my lap breaking my glasses. One more thing to stress me out. So, I've been frantically calling eye glasses places today trying to see what my options are in fixing them, since our insurance won't cover a new pair until the first of the year. I. AM. STRESSED.
Happy birthday to your sweet boy!
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