Well HELLO THERE!
Lets pretend I have sunshine and rainbows shooting from my arse shall we?
Yes, I think that is waaaaaaaaaaay betterer than the sad sack shit in the post below.
Someone needs to slap that biatch.
Cause that is what they do in the movies, right?
I have 3 birthdays and a mega huge party to organise while MPS is off gallivanting at a funeral.
I am such a bitch.
Shit cleaned off the lounge in the family room – check
Shit cleaned off the wall in the bathroom – check
Shit cleaned off the wallS in the ensuite – on the list
Shit cleaned off Boo’s walls – on the list
3 dozen cupcakes in the freezer – check
4 lego brick cakes in the freezer – check
Dad’s birthday white chocolate caramel mudcake cupcakes – cooling on the bench
Moo’s white chocolate mudcake Hello Kitty cake – in the process of being designed and OMG MATHS RATFUCKSONOFABITCH
Lego people sugar cookies – about to make the dough and freeze to bake next week
Lego chocolates x four hundred billion – done and hiding in Moo’s room
Funeral organised – check
MPS travel arrangements organised – check
Wine in fridge, selection of cheeky red and white – motherfucking CHECK
Decorations made – ummmmm on the list?
Boo’s birthday cake (not party) – nothing. Cause the little turd won’t make up his mind. So technically on the list and if he doesn’t make up his mind he is getting a candle in a sandwich.
Fat clothes found and washed – *sigh* check
Garden tidied – on the list
Boo’s present bought – check
Moo’s present booked – on the list
Dad’s present bought – on the list
Other shit that needs to be baked – on the list
Other shit that needs to be done – on the list
List made – shit. Better get onto that.