a little bit Britney. a lot hot mess

Ooops, I did it again. Except with way less extensions and vagina slips for the paps and way more back problems and unsightly drama that makes me just look old. 

I left ya'll hanging. I'm so sorry for the dramatics. I post about this amazing giveaway and then never announce the winners? What kind of an asshole am I. Especially to newcomers. Thanks for not abandoning all hope on me and post trash about me on Get Off My Internets (thanks for the send Shannon... this shit made my year!). 

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www.littlelawsprints.com

A few housekeeping items..

1. The winner of the Little Laws Prints invitation set and matching thank yous.... Alison B!
2. The winner of the $50 Target Giftcard... Amanda M!
3. The winner of the HJBA blog design... Lindsay H!

Hit me up dollfaces and we'll hook you up with some lovin.

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I also threw out my back this weekend trying to pick up the 35lb hyena from his bed. As if the gray hairs, wrinkles on my right boob (?), and crows feet mocking me every morning when putting on my eyeliner was any indication, a bad back now officially means I'm old as shit.  

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you promised me a lollipop for this shit, mom

Smith was sent home from school yesterday after being there for a solid 17 minutes because his eye was pussing and they suspected pink eye. After not being able to get a hold of the husband who was off work (President's Day), I scooped up the dude and took him to the doctor. Only to find out that it was his sinuses draining and leaving snot coming out of his eye. Awesome. So, inadvertent day off for mommy. Which was find until he decided to drop kick his dinner onto the carpet and stain my rug with ketchup and hot dog juice. Awesome.

 

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I hosted a baby sprinkle with my gorgeous friend Alicia this weekend to celebrate Leah's soon-to-be second bouncing baby boy. If I could only make party planning a hobby. I had SO much fun planning the details. It helps having your own little side business to create paper eye candy though.  I cannot wait to get my mits on Leah's baby boy... only because it'll feed my uterus just enough to ward off another case of the babies. 

 

Good news is that we are one day closer to the weekend. Bad news is that my husband might kill himself this weekend while trying to run the Spartan Race in Miami. 9 miles + 30 obstacles including fire, mud, and barbed wire? Hope he comes back in one piece. But if he doesn't, at least I know the life insurance is up to date.