It’s that time of year again. Birthday party time! Last year I told myself there was no use trying to fight the pressure and anxiety, I would just succumb to the party planning madness. Pop some Xanax and drink a couple bottles of wine each day and just remain in a constant state of euphoria….for the entire month.
Birthdays aren’t what they once were. When I was a kid I remember having and attending a couple birthday parties at McDonalds, each location was a little different so it seemed like I was going someplace I’d never been and having the best party ever. But now kids birthday parties are a big fucking deal. Huge (Pretty Woman voice). I blame these damn well to do people on reality shows, they throw these massively ridiciously outrageous parties for their kids and turned it into a whole thing. People started realizing kids parties and play spaces were a gold mine and an untapped market, charge an arm, leg and a foot and voilá chaos ensues. Yup! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
We thought we were off the hook this year because Cakes is in school now and we could throw a simple 1,2,3 party in school. That is until she started discussing party themes with us and set her mind on a theme that was completely appropriate, super cute and not yet merchandized.
She wanted her theme to be of her current fav cartoon which is fairly new and therefore toys and the like haven’t started being produced just yet. Of course we didn’t figure that out until after we gave Cakes the okay and got all hype. Yeah we could jedi mind trick her into changing her mind but now I feel like this is a personal challenge and baby I gots something to prove. I’m not a crafty person AT ALL, shit I bust a complete and total sweat at the mere thought of paper, scissors, tape or glue. My mom on the other hand can see a picture, figure out the mechanics and produce an even better version of just about any and everything, I so envy her this very moment. I guess craftiness is one of those things that skips a generation. Womp wooooomp!
All I have to say is thank the good Lord for Etsy, Pinterest, Google and my sissies who are always willing to roll up their sleeves with me. I’ve turned into a craftster, making t-shirts, stickers, cut outs, cupcake toppers, you name it we’re all over it. The scary part is I’m really getting into this whole crafting thing and am excited thinking about all the finished products. ME! The girl who once rolled her eyes and would have multiple mini seizures just thinking about “making shit”. I’m willing to deal with it all though, all for the love of Cakes!
Although she will have no idea what we went through to make this birthday happen or that we made most of the stuff on our own for that matter. The fact that I know and the smile on her face will mean the world. And so cheeers to making this crafty birthday my bitch! 😉
Cause a party ain’t a party til the crafts come through.