Instant Boob Job...boy, I wish!

Me in our butterfly top and E in the "instant boob job dress." I will leave it at that, don't want E to get mad. (Hence, if you have no girls up top, this is the dress for you! Or if you have big, perky, fake ta tas this is the dress for you. Sorry no big saggy girls. It just doesn't work.

Me, frisking one of our manequins before the party. Not sure which of the 3 we have-if this is Kelly, Kris, or Jill. I named them after Charlies Angels. My favorite.
This is my business partner and friend Michelle! She is the "treasurer." She tells me how much money I can spend, and then I spend more... I refer to myself as the Prez. I keep forgeting to tell Michelle that! You can't see it well but Michelle has on what I named the "skird." It's a skirt and a dress. Fits skinny bitches and the rounder larger wholesome woman.


So I started my own company and we launched August 21st. It has been non-stop ever since. It allows me to be a stay at home mom with my human garbage disposals and have a little somethin of my own to run, create, escape, whatever you want to call it! This is one of our first BIG events at E's house. Thanks E! I was a huge success with more to come!

Kids Will Make a Liar Out of You...

So this fall I signed up Luke and Mason for "Little Dribblers." Basketball for little ones. The absolute minimum age is 3. Mason just turned 2 in July but is beyond the size of a 3 year old and is completely totally obsessed with BALLS-yes, even his own. Man does that stuff start young! Anyways, I lied. I signed Mason up and put his birthdate down as a year earlier than it was. He passed easily for a 3 year old and I thought he would be completely obsessed. He would barely leave my side at our first basketball practice today. He went out with the other tots at first and then just kept saying Mama mama mama! He then saw some fountains, stripped down, and ran naked all over the place. No surprise there with my boys. They actually prefer to not have any clothes on at all...ever I just don't know where they get it? hmmmmmm... then Mason went into the flowerbeds at this nice community center place we were at and continued to bring me flowers from their garden and kiss me every time. He was a hit with the other moms. So yes, I am already lieing for my kids, and feel a bit bad about it. OK, not anymore, I'm over it. Hopefully next week he will participate. If not, he can pick their flowers and kiss me all he wants because someday he will want nothing to do with me and my kisses will embaress him! I'll take it while I can get it.