^5 @ Slumber Party
Sep 13, 2009 All Things X, Family, Friendship, Parenting, The Tarably Wicked Show, This Thing Called Marriage., Wicked MOMMY Wisdoms
This weekend made for an interesting one. It was Xavier’s birthday slumber party weekend and let me tell you about how it consumed every ounce of my energy.
Nine 9 year olds. N I N E. (Well, the average age was 9. There were a couplea youngins…. but you get the picture) in my house. At the same time. They each were chaos in their own little 9-ish year old ways. I truly enjoy watching people interact, but there is nothing like sitting on my porch with a glass of wine and observing the way kids react with one another.
We (D&I) rocked this slumber party’s casbah. We couldn’t have gotten by without a little help from our friends though. JonnaBonnana with her scavenger hunt co-ordination, painfully awesome game ideas, and creative kid naming, HenrySan and his always having that one little thing we are missing somewhere in a box in his garage … Tarable with her knack for knowing what I need without me even having to ask.
We couldn’t have pulled it off without them.
This night was a test for us. It was our first big kid event ever. D and I had to work as a team to make sure that these kids were entertained, fed, getting along and having a good time. We went in phases:
1: Skatepark- D took all of the boys to the skatepark for a couple of hours while Tarable and I cleaned up the house and prepped for the evening.
2: $5 hot and ready’s from Little Ceasars. (If you are unaware, get aware.)
3: Scavenger Hunt.
4: Some fun outside in our backyard. Red Rover is not suitable for kids. That is all. 
@ Banonna
5: Mortal Kombat vs. DC Comic Tournament. Winner takes $5. Since there were uneven numbers, D was the wild card. Guess who took the $5. Yep. D. He showed zero mercy. (P.S. my favorite character was The Joker.)
6: Ice cream sundae bar. Direct quote from blue shirt kid: “this is the best slumber party EVER!” (insert ^5 to plaid shorts kid)
7: Race to Witch Mountain. These kids sat through the entire movie. EPIC WIN. This stage also included D and I rocking the evenly distributed movie theatre style popcorn, red vines, sour patch kids and water bottles.
After the movie, it was free reign on the approved list of video games. These rock stars partied until 5AM. Brown outfit kid tried to hang but couldn’t. Neither could plaid shorts kid. They were awakened to chocolate chip pancakes.
Right!? EPIC slumber party.
Go US. It exhausted the shit out of us, but it was so worth it to see X a happy camper. I would do it again. I WILL do it again. No matter how tired I am… I love making my kids happy and seeing them smile … and listening to them laugh.
Right now, Marriage isn’t:
It is more:
How was your weekend? What is new in your world?
What was your favorite part about a slumber party as a kid?
What is your favorite munchie when you go to the movies?
Tags: friends, happy birthday, race to witch mountain, red rover, red vines, skate park, slumber party
C-h-h-h-anges, YGWM & a Plethora of Eye Candy
Sep 10, 2009 Friday Eye Candy, Masturbate-able, P.O.E. Biz, Random, Ranteriffic, Sex, You've Got Wicked Mail, bitch
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappy MFing Friday! WOOOOOOOOO! TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
As of Monday … I will be doing something different. My entire life has flip flopped.
School? Different.
Work hours? Different.
Free time…? Different.
My life of brainless hours sitting at my desk at the job I hate will be over.
I am going to do my best to post blogs and respond to the comments that you all are so awesome to leave me on whatever bullshit I put out into the world. I don’t know what all I will have going on, so dont get all butthurt if my presence is not as regular as it normally is. That just means you all get to mingle with one another … mmmk?
I knew you would understand. 
With that said …
Dear Motorcycle Cop,
You sit in the same spot every morning. I see you and your mustache, tryna get your quota. This is the thing. You aint scary. Yeah, I slow down. Until I pass you and then I go fast again. Find a new perch. Mustachepigsmirkface.
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Dear Squish,
Happy Birthday TO YOOOOOOU!
Happy Birthday … TOOOOOOOO YOUUUUUUUUUUU!
Happy Birthday dear SquishyAmandaPrettyFaceeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Haaaaaaaappy Birrrrrrrrrrthdayyyyyyyyyy to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
I love you. You are my soul sister for real. The end.
Oh and …
anddddd
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Dear Nosy Bitch @ POE,
What our manager told you in the meeting about my leaving is enough information for you. In fact it is TOO much. Dont hover when I am having a conversation with someone else so that you can get the info on the 4236346.34 questions that you WANT to ask but wont because you know that I loathe your very existence.
Maybe I will tell you that on Monday.
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Dear D,
^5
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Dear Ogrebitch,
Keep my name out of your mouth. I have spies like us all over the place and when you flap your yap about me … expect that they are gonna tell me. Cause they do.
Maybe I will tell you about yourself on Monday.
Like how nasty your face is. Or how even nastier your attitude is. Or how I would rather eat my own arm off and beat myself with it than associate with you. Or how about how the way you breathe sounds hella gross. Hella.
You are a human FAIL.
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Dear Jonna,
I am gonna miss your face the mostest. You are one of my closest friends.
Oh… and an I’mgonnamissyougift:
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Dear Dipshit,
1) You are an idiot. Why? Because you filled out the court paperwork incorrectly. I am not the PLAINTIFF. YOU ARE. Wanna know why? BECAUSE I DIDN’T FILE THE FUCKING PAPERWORK.
2) You didn’t fucking NOTIFY me that the date was extended. It was YOUR responsibility to do so. Annnnnnnnnd you didn’t. So I rolled into court for NO FUCKING REASON.
3) You broke l a w s. I assume that you are used to dealing with idiots given the circumstances with your slum residence and crack head tenants. I am not the one. Wait until you lose this stupid ass case. WAIT. WAAAAAAAAAAAIT.
I promise you I will laugh in your face. Like:
MUFUCKA.
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Finally… with all of the football talk going on … This Friday Eye Candy is the NFL edition.
Tom Brady
Reggie Bush
T.O.
Chad Johnson
Troy Polamalu
Jason Taylor
There you have it. A plethora of eye candy.
Now, you must vent your hatred and frustration in my blog, so you can go and enjoy your weekends properly.
Tags: gina caranoma, happy birthday, NFL, Reggie Bush, sexy, T.O., Tom Brady
The Many Faces of Xavier
Sep 5, 2009 All Things X, Family, Parenting, Wicked MOMMY Wisdoms, love
Happy Sunday and Labor Day Weekend, friends!
This special weekend edition blog comes to you on the day of my little man’s birth. He turns the big fat 9 years old today.
NINE. Hey-Zeus Creest I feel old.
From conception, this one has been easy-peasy-chicken-greezy. He has always just kinda went with the flow. I would say that he is just like his dad in that sense, and his sister like me with her intensity and diva-like ways. Fitting… right?
Xavier is my little big man. He grew up with me growing up. He watched his dad and all of his uncles go through growing pains themselves … alone and with one another. He has a knack of knowing when to hug his mom just when I need an X hug the most. He manned up when D and I separated, bouncing from my house to D’s … putting up with both of our shit and games and (bigsigh) bullshit when he had no business being a part of it. Nor did he deserve it. But he did it. He smiled big and to be honest, if it weren’t for him and his happiness, D and I would probably not have made it through the rockiest time of our lives.
I love him differently than I do anyone else in this world. I am harder on him than I probably should be. I give him shit as often as possible. I yell too much and hug too little. I expect him to be everything I never was, and forget sometimes to remind him that no matter who he is, I still love him to the ends of the Earth. I think that because we all kind of grew up together … he, D, and me … I just expect him to get it and am reminded often that, just because I grew up … he is still a kid. A good kid. A loving, bright, funny kid with the biggest heart and the most handsome smile.
When I was putting together the slideshow of him growing up, I realized that he has always been the goofy-face-maker. As you can see, he has some sort of face made in all of these pics. I love that about him. (well, except for when I am paying someone to take our pics and he is fucking off with some goofy faces.) I love that he is a comedian … most of the time. I love how smart he is all of the time and smart-assy he is some of the time. He is outgoing. He is confident. He loves clothes and shoes and he is convinced he will be the next Michael Jordan or the next Tony Hawk. Or both. He is sweet. He can write a better rap verse than most grown ass men in the hip hop industry. He gets music and LOVES music. He cares about peoples feelings. He is sensitive and thoughtful. Most importantly, he is the best big brother in the history of big brothers. I couldn’t ask for a better helper.
So this year is the last year of single digits. Next year he will be freaking 10 and I will die of a heart attack thinking about how I birthed a freaking 10 year old. All I see now is his years of puberty ahead of me.
Dear God, What did I get myself into?!?!?!
Enjoy the slides … and of course leave him birthday wishes. He will love to read a blog dedicated to him with his vain behind.
Tags: big brother, birthday, dad, happy birthday, labor day, michael jordan, mommy, nine years old, Parenting, tony hawk, xavier
