Poor Tiger

I don’t condone cheating. Never have and never will. But are people really that shocked about Tiger Woods and his adultery??? I mean come on.

The guy is a billionaire (not millionaire), a celebrity, and always on the road. To be honest what woman doesn’t find money sexy??? And what man doesn’t use it as a source of power??? It’s a simple equation. Woman throws herself at man and man sees he can get some REAL easily. After it happens once he goes back for more and more.

Yes the guy is a family man and yes he may love his wife, but so what. That thing between his legs has its own mind and all it takes is a few good looking women, some bottles of Kristal and its ready to go. For the average billionaire this scenario happens all the time.

Maybe Tiger has a sex addiction or maybe he’s just a bastard who doesn’t give a shit. Who knows? But whoever is shocked about his affairs I think is plain stupid. The guy is a celebrity who has the world at his hands and can have anything at anytime he wants.

I’m not saying that all men of his stature cheat. What I am saying is that people should not be shocked and should become more realistic.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

My Baby Girl is Here!!!!

Yesterday was awesome!!! My baby girl arrived at 2:29 pm looking perfect, beautiful, and healthy!!! Just as with my son, this was one of the best days of my life

Only 7 /12 hours of labor, an AWESOME pain IV, and an epidural this baby was ready to go!!! The nurse called in the doc and prepared the room for delivery. After ONE push, which was suppose to be for practice, TWO deep breaths and THREE minutes later I got that baby out!!!! It was unbelievable. My son was 3 pushes 15 minutes, and this time wasn’t even half of that. I may have not been the best student, but I deserve an A+ in getting pregnant, making babies, and giving birth! Needless to say, I had a couple glasses of wine in my hand as soon that baby was cleaned up followed by some champagne.

My little girl is stunning. She has beautiful features, skin, and the thickest black hair ever!!! I couldn’t believe someone of my light coloring could pop something out like that. Genetics are amazing.

Baby girl you have got some HUGE shoes to fill being named after your grandpa Larry. You must be super fun, wild, a bit dangerous, LOVE to party, socialize like CRAZY, be optimistic, generous, and smile, smile, smile. Also you must love to be with your family, be EXTREMELY popular, never be lazy, be hardworking, athletic, treat people with an unbelievable sense of kindness, and always remember your friends are family. Oh and how could I forget, you MUST have a heart of gold. You think you can handle all that little girl? I bet you can!!!

Cocktails Not Mocktails!!!

This past week my friends threw me the most perfect baby shower/birthday party!!! But as I think about it what’s perfect for me is not perfect for everyone else. The way I like it may not be the way my friend does.

It was at a hotel bar. Instead of baby bottles they gave me liquor bottles. Instead of clothes they gave me condoms. Instead of baby rhymes I got cocktail books. And instead of the typical food and mocktails this shower was strictly champagne and drinks!!! What could be better for party mom?? Maybe drinking the champagne and then bringing the bar back to my hotel suite for an after party. But hey, give me a few weeks and I can make it happen!

I guess I’m not the type of girl who likes showers. To me whether it’s a baby shower or wedding shower they both kind of suck. I mean they are super cute and most I go to are super beautiful and the food is always the best, but who wants to sit there and watch someone open baby clothes or pots and pans and play those stupid games. NOT ME!!!! But remember I love celebrations for anyone and especially my friends and family. I love throwing people parties of all kind, but dainty showers and tea parties bore me to death!!!

EVEN THOUGH THESE TYPES OF PARTIES ARE NOT MY CUP OF TEA I AM STILL THERE HAVING A GREAT TIME AND CELEBRATING THE OCCASION.

At any kind of party I truly feel that it’s not only about the person of the hour. It’s about everyone!! Even if your friends are throwing a party in your honor you should never forget what’s going on with them. The party was in my honor, but in my eyes it’s another reason to celebrate my friends who just had babies, my friends that are pregnant, the upcoming nuptials of my sister, and all the wonderful friendship and love in the room. Not to mention it’s the holidays!!!! It’s like the rule that you can’t wear white to a wedding. GIVE ME A BREAK!! You think no one is gonna know who the bride is if someone else is wearing the same color dress?

To me life is not as much fun if you make it all about you. The more to celebrate the better!!! So what if it’s your engagement party. Don’t forget about your friend there that just had a baby or that just got married too!

I thank my girls tons for making my night so fun and special. But I also thank each of them for their lives which offer so much for me to celebrate and look forward too!!! We wouldn’t have so much to talk and smile about it weren’t for all of us!!

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Tis the Season!!!!

I was at Whole Foods yesterday and it really hit me that the season has begun!! I love this time of year. I walked around sampling every holiday recipe that they were giving out. I love all the glitz, glamour, and food that make me realize the season has begun.

Most people get irritated around this time of year. The mall traffic, Christmas carols, decorations, and over joyfulness gets annoying to them. But not me. Once Halloween begins I am SOOOOO happy. Fall is here. The weather is changing and it puts the biggest smile on my face. I love it when the time changes and you feel like it’s 7, but it’s only 6. It makes me want to curl up on the couch with the TV, hubby, and a nice scotch. Most people hate this time change. But of course not me and as you can tell from my blog, I am not like everyone else. When the Christmas music starts playing on the radio I turn it up so loud and sing my brains out. Lastly, my favorite thing about this time of the year is all the parties. Everyone is out and about celebrating. Restaurants, bars, and venues are filled with people drinking and toasting.

I used to wonder why I go to this extreme level of excitement this time of year and I realized it’s because of my family. We always make everything into a celebration. Whether my sister got a new car or it was just a pretty Sunday night we always toast and celebrate. Why not do it like this. Life is too short not to celebrate every minute you can.

So take my advice, readers. Enjoy the holiday season. Be happy, thankful, and celebrate with everything around you. Don’t get irritated over the nonstop jingle bell rock on the radio. Just go with it. Between the economic crises and life’s everyday obstacles, you are only going to enjoy this time of the year if you let yourself. Also in four weeks and counting I will be there celebrating with you. A new born in one arm, a one year old in the other, the music on, and a straw stuck to my lips sucking down some of my favorite scotch.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

My baby is 1!!!

This past weekend was my sons 1 year birthday. I can’t believe it’s been a year already and I can’t believe I’m getting ready to have another baby in a few weeks. OYE!!!

The day went great and I was really proud of myself. The food was delicious, the décor was perfect, and the family and friends were the icing on the cake. It was a Halloween party and all the kids looked adorable in their costumes. One minor problem was the gigantic moonwalk. Way too big for party and probably not the best thing for a bunch of 1 year olds.

Planning a kid’s birthday party is so different then the other parties I’ve done in the past. Usually the bulk of your money is alcohol and maybe some food, but this time it was food and pumpkin décor. Normally my biggest concern would be if we have enough scotch or vodka. This time it was do we have enough doritos, cake, and gift bags.

If you know anything about me so far having alcohol is a MUST at a party. I don’t care if it’s your child’s birthday or your dogs. A party must have booze. No booze means not a party. And I’m not talking about beer and wine. I’m talking beer ,wine, and liquor. This was my kind of party. Kids eating cake and adults drinking cocktails. I even had a bartender which is not always necessary, but to me makes everything a little better and much more fun.

As the day went I had so many emotions. First, I was on my feet for so long and I was getting tired. Next was seeing my little baby boy in his adorable costume. I love my beautiful son more than anything in the world. He makes me smile and through everything he also makes me realize that life is so wonderful and special. The last emotion was thinking about my dad. A year ago that day he ran into the delivery room to meet his newest buddy. I would have done anything to have him there. He loved his family more than anything and especially his grandchildren. But I do know he was watching down on the party proud of all of us and my nicely stocked bar and bartender. Having him there would have made the day perfect, but the happiness and celebrating definitely made me feel his presence.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Final Flight

I love Chicago!!! Visiting my friends there puts the biggest smile on my face. Ask my husband any chance I get to I’m there, but this goes for really any trip with the girls!

Since I am at the end of my pregnancy I went on my final flight to Chicago.. It was great, but traveling anywhere when pregnant sucks!!! I made the best of it and ate all the bread, cheese, potatoes, and desert I wanted.

This trip was not like most in the past. I went with my mom, her friend, and my son. One of my friends there was pregnant, one just had a baby, and the other is engaged. Usually we don’t come in until 6am. We sleep all day and get ready for round 2. This time I realized what a beautiful city Chicago is. We actually shopped and saw the city in the daytime.

I will say it wasn’t as fun being pregnant in one of my favorite cities where I love to party more than anything. Bringing my son wasn’t my first choice, but I really didn’t mind. I did get a sitter for both nights so I could relax with the girls and my mom could go bar hop with her friend. Yes, my mom had a much wilder time than me.

The trip was short, but great. I got see my girlfriends and it was the perfect trip for my last flight.

I will promise you this. I may be about to have my second child, but I will not give up my girls trips and that is some heavy duty advice I can give to all the young moms! And if you are with your child on a trip splurge and get a sitter!!! You must always continue to have fun!!

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Completely Unfair

For those of you who don’t remember I love Widespread Panic and would do anything to see them play. So I had this incredible plan to get back and see them. I convinced my husband to incorporate business with pleasure. I convinced him to go out of town, see widespread and entertain his important clients at the same time. I was so excited he agreed to do it.

So there I was on the road. I had been looking so forward to this night. No kid, a hotel, and Widespread Panic. All I needed was a few cocktails and everything would be perfect. So I thought…

After a day of relaxing in the hotel while hubby worked we were suppose to be picked up at 6:00 for some dinner before the show. But of course our times were off and the important clients were running late. I was fuming, but had to keep my mouth shut.

I was irritated at their tardiness, but when I met them I could care less. They were so cool and nice and I knew they were the perfect people to spend the evening with.

The food was great, but the service truly sucked. Our server must have been stoned out of her mind cause she was the slowest person I’ve ever met. I sipped on my coke, which I had been saving up for. You can only have one cup of caffeine a day when pregnant. And everyone else was getting wasted off sangria and half price tequila shots. I was so jealous and started to get irritated. Especially since everyone was partying their brains out and I was only enjoying my caffeine buzz that would be over real soon.

We got the venue and the unthinkable happened. WE JUST MISSED WIDESPREAD. I was shocked!!! The girl who is never late misses her favorite band play. Not to mention this night was my idea. I was pregnant and sober out of my mind. I couldn’t stop laughing because I was stunned and my husband couldn’t stop apologizing. I wanted to freak out so badly, but I didn’t. I let it pass. We were with business people and I couldn’t let them see that side of me.

We watched the Allman Brothers which was great, but not what I was looking forward to. Husband and friends continued to booze it up and dance.

After the show they dropped me off and the last thing hubby said was “love you, I will be home in an hour.” Well about 4 hours later I wake up to his pitter patter and find out its 2:30. Then I wake up at 7:00 to him vomiting in the bathroom. Sounded like he really tied one on.

To make a long story short. I had to drive us back to Atlanta that afternoon in the pouring down rain. Husband was too hung over and couldn’t keep his eyes open. As I drove I could not stop laughing. I missed Widespread, couldn’t even drink, couldn’t continue out to the bars, and I end up driving my hung over husband back home in shitty weather. What a night! MOST wives would kill there husband, but I have another idea.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Hubby if you are reading this. How does NYE Panic sound??? Babysitter (all night), cab downtown, and booze. I think you owe me BIGTIME!!!

Get a Life!!!!

There is nothing that bothers me more than boring people. People that find there soul mate and then only spend every second with only them. Or people that have kids and focus on them and nothing else. But please understand that my child and child to be are the center of my universe. They are number one in my life and I love being with my son more than anything. I am talking about people that never leave their kids side and have no outlets other than their husband, wife, child, girlfriend or boyfriend.

Over the past month I ran into a couple old friends. One that was in a serious relationship for a few years. The other that had been married for about 4 years with no kids and an old friend from high school that’s been married for a couple years and has a baby.

All three of these people basically gave me the same song and dance when I asked what they had been up to. All three couples had the same answer and that was NOTHING. Listen I understand there are times in everyone’s life when you go out more or go out less. People have different priorities and that’s fine, but come on people go out and have some fun. Being pregnant with a baby limits me BIGTIME on things I can do, but if my hubby didn’t knock me up again so quickly we’d be going out a lot more.

I wanted to sit down and tell these people that they are so boring and what happened to enjoying life. You’ve been dating forever that’s fine, but go out and have some fun. My opinion is if you can’t be with someone that wants to go out and get loose with you then boo to them. And I’m not always talking about hitting a party or bar. You could do this at home. Put the kids to bed put some food on the grill, turn up the music, and enjoy your drink of choice. There is nothing like a good buzz and good laughs with your other half.

I also have a real big problem with parents not getting a babysitter. Personally I don’t think it’s healthy for a child to only be with their parents and never a sitter. Kids need to see their parents being social. It shows them how important it is and how much fun it can be. What’s worse is parents that bring their kids everywhere. Saturday night parties are NOT for kids. I remember my wedding when people would RSVP and add their child to the reply card. Are they crazy I though. There is a time and a place for kids. An adult party is a no, but a Sunday BBQ is a yes.

If I ever end up like one of the couples above or start bringing my kids to Saturday night parties please someone stop me!!!!

Daddy Did It!!!

Men and women really are different. If I had to babysit a child before I even had my own I could do it. I may not have known everything, but being a women motherly instincts come much more naturally. If you had asked my husband to do it he wouldn’t have a clue.

My hubby recently had his first night alone with our baby when I went out of town for a night. And of course the night before I left our son got sick. Why would it be any other way?? On top of that my mom was going away with me, both my sisters were busy, and my nanny was unavailable. All the women were gone leaving hubby to survive.

The morning I left was extremely hectic. I had to get myself together and at the same time guide husband through everything so he would know exactly what to do. And of course he had to jump in the shower right when it was time for me to leave for the airport. I thought I was gonna kill him. Not to mention that as he was lying on the couch. I told him he needed to get up and take our son to the doctor. He looked at me in shock!!! You would have thought I was sending him to jail. I thought about leaving the house a mess from breakfast and bottles and letting him see what it’s like all day with a baby. But of course I didn’t and by the time he was out of the shower the place was spick and span.

Husband left for the doctor while I went onto the airport for a night of room service and luxury. Roles were really reversed. It’s usually me taking our son to the doctor while he is at the office or on a business trip.
When I got on the plane I was nervous as hell, but then hubby called to say everything was fine and he just had a cold. I took a deep a breath and felt much more relaxed.

Over the next 36 hours I checked on my boys and everything went well. I came home to a house that was pretty clean and organized. Just how I had left it. And when I saw my little sons runny nose and red eyes you better believe it was mama to the rescue!!!

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Happy 35th hubby!!!

I’m not a bragger. Never have been and never will be. But there is one thing that I have to brag about and it’s my husband. He turned 35 this week and to me he is the most wonderful man in the world.

Of course I’m normal and want to kill him sometimes. And we can absolutely fight like cats and dogs. Whoever says they don’t is full of shit. We are also not exactly alike. But he is the best. He is the cutest, sweetest, most fun, loving, hard working man. He always sees the good in people which sometimes drives me crazy and he is the only man I know who would smile at 6:00 in the morning while on the elliptical.

I threw him and my sister their annual birthday party this past weekend and as usual it was great. I had it at my favorite bar in Atlanta, which I used to frequent when I was not pregnant. I left at 10:30 when the party was starting to get crowded. As much as I wanted to be drinking with everyone it made me so happy to see my hubby drinking, dancing, and socializing just as a he should.

So I thank my lucky stars everyday that I have him in my life. His smile is contagious and his optimism makes me look at life the way I should. He never says no to a party or a night on the town. To me no man could ever compare to my dad, but my husband’s zest for life, generosity to people, and loving nature makes me see some of my dad in him.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Birthday Cake or Beer?

I love birthday parties or really any celebration. Just like my dad was I’m always the first one to arrive, last one to leave, and I have a drink in my hand at all times.

Last Saturday was my friends 30th birthday at her family farm. She had booze, bbq, music, and even babysitters. It was an all day all night event that from what I was told got real rowdy late night. As soon as we arrived I took my son over to the babysitters. It was really cute seeing him play with his little buddies. My husband ran off to socialize and grab a drink and I went straight for the food and water.

The afternoon was beautiful with perfect weather and lots of excitement. But being pregnant at these things sure is hard. The cold beer people were drinking looked amazing and the shots of tequila looked like so much fun. It wasn’t that I was miserable. I had my best friends there and my adorable son too. It’s just that I wanted to join in the debauchery. As the afternoon went on I continued to fill up my plate with cake and my husband continued to fill up his cup with more whiskey.

When it was time to leave later that night it was bedtime for my son and by the looks of my husband it was bed time for him too. We loaded up that car and I took the wheel. About five minutes into the drive my son started crying so my husband jumped in the back to give him a bottle. Five minutes after that I looked in my rearview mirror and they were both passed out.

I wasn’t sure how I felt as I drove home. Was I sad that it was 7:30 on Saturday night and I was on my way home instead of on my way out? Or was I irritated that my husband was passed out in the car? Who knows, but I will tell you one thing. When we got home and I looked at my little boy sleeping in the car I could have melted. He really is the MOST precious thing in the world and I absolutely love every second I get to be with him!!!

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Widespread Weekends

Rock n roll, live music, and particularly Widespread Panic are some of the best ways to describe a lot of my lifestyle. I’d fly or drive anywhere to see Widespread Panic play. It was pretty simple. We book flights, hotel rooms, buy enough beer and whiskey to serve an army, as well as many party favors. You name it and we had it. I did this a lot from my high school days until recently…when I got pregnant…the first time.

My favorite place to see Widespread was at Oak Mountain in Birmingham. It was always a blast. We’d party all day in the hotel, become best friends with our neighbors and get extremely rowdy all night long. I remember giving away free tickets to a guy we met in the hotel just to check out ALL of his pretty balloons. I remember taking pictures off the walls to do whatever we felt on them. From the moment we arrived, our hotel room was stocked with everything. Budweiser all day and Jim Beam all night. It was a straight up party. We never left unless it was the few hours to go to the show or if we ran out of booze. I had hundreds of trips like this and everytime was better than the next.

Having children you think a lot about what they will be like as they grow up. Will they be like you? Will they do this? Will they do that? I’m a lot like my parents so I wonder if mine will be the same. When I think about my children and if they’ll follow in my steps, I get knots in my stomach. How can they do what I did? I can’t even think about my son running in and out of hotel room ‘til the wee hours of the morning. The thought of it scares the living hell out of me, but I wouldn’t be who I am without a lot of these experiences. My life never fell apart. My friends all went to good colleges and continue to succeed. I also think about all the successful people I know my parents age. They all had their crazy days and many continue too be big partiers; at the same time, they have wonderful families and continue to give back to the community.

My husband and I saw two awesome shows right before I got pregnant again and it was so much fun. We went to the concert and continued out to a bar both times. The baby stayed with my parents and we had so much fun! Being married and having a child you must continue to do the things you enjoy. I’m a true believer of boring nerdy parents equals boring nerdy children. This isn’t true in all cases, just most.

While my days of running around hotel rooms, checking out balloons, and ripping pictures off walls are over. I can promise you that my Budweiser and whiskey is not!

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

What happened to my weekend???

Going out for drinks used to be no problem and not to mention my friends and I would do it up no matter where we were. Just tell me when and l’ll be there. If it happened to be during the week then so be it. I’d just deal with having a hangover at the office. Then I had a child and things changed, but I manage to work around it. We’d either hire a sitter or enjoy a nice Friday night having drinks and pizza at home when the baby went down. I can’t stand parents that stop the fun after having a child. GET A LIFE!!!

Now I’m pregnant again and can’t really do either of the situations above. Recently I called my husband on the way home from a play date to ask if he wanted to meet for some Mexican. When the words not really came out of his mouth I almost lost it. I thought to myself its Friday night , I can’t drink, I can’t eat sushi, I can’t get dressed up in my party clothes, and I can’t even meet my husband for some shitty Mexican??? Nothing stopped me and I went. As I sat there sipping on my ice water waiting for my sons quesadilla I couldn’t help but stare at the people across from us. They had food, kids, and margaritas. I wanted to join them so badly. I don’t mind being with my son. In fact I love it more than anything, but the fact is when you can’t drink or socialize with another adult it just feels like prison. After getting home and seeing my loving husband (in his boxers) passed out on the couch I put my son to bed and tried to decide what to do next. My options were few to none because by the looks of my freezer all I had was chocolate chip. Maybe I’ll make Saturday night crazy with a little rocky road??

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Oops I did it again!!!!

As I introduced myself to the world there was one important thing I forgot to mention. I’m pregnant again!!!!! Yep, you know the expression don’t play with fire? Well I’m living proof. About five months after having my son the girls were in town from Chicago. As usual we did it up. Binge drinking 3 nights in a row, sushi, eating, and tons more crap. We had a blast!! The Sunday they were leaving I woke up and something felt a strange. It was suppose to be that time of the month and I had NO symptoms. I got pregnant in one month of trying with my son and before I took that pee test I just knew I was pregnant. I could just look at my face and tell. So this dreadful morning I knew something was different.

After running to Walgreens in a panic I took that terrible scary test and there was the word- PREGNANT!!! I did it again and there it was- PREGNANT!!! I broke down crying as my friends started laughing. How can this be???? I called my mom crying and thought she was going to ground me by the sound of her tone.

There was one person I really wanted to kill and that was my husband. I picked up the phone to call him next. He was at a bachelor party out of town. As I cried and screamed to him all I could think was it’s his fault. Why would it be mine????

As I cried, cried, called my friends, and cried some more my dad showed up with a bottle of champagne. There I had my sober shocker and here I go again.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom

Who is Party Mom?

Call me Party Mom. A born and bred southern girl very close to her roots. I love to party and having fun is one of the biggest priorities taught to me at a very young age. Always celebrate life, drink and be merry. No matter what the circumstance my family and friends always did. I’m blessed with the MOST wonderful people in my life. Two amazing sisters and parents. We love to be together and just enjoy life. My parents always have a smile on their face, a drink in their hand, and no matter what reminded each of us how much they loved their children. Everyone always expects me to go out and “rage it.” My younger sister and I love to go out, buy rounds, and make sure everyone is having a good time. We were and still are always the party girls.

I’m married to the most wonderful man and we have the MOST beautiful son. When I had my baby I was ready to go out pretty much immediately. I drank all the liquor, champagne, and wine the moment that baby was out. The taste of beer was so amazing that I could just chug it. Very shortly after coming home from the hospital I was ready to go out and get crazy with my husband and friends. And believe me I did. No bag or shoe could compare to a babysitter. The lady I hired became my best friend. No material possession could compare to a night out on the town.

THERE IS TRULY NOTHING I LOVE MORE THAN SPENDING TIME WITH MY BABY BOY. Yet, sometimes a mom still needs a night out.

I dedicate my stories and everything I’ve been taught to my father. He was the king of friendship, love, celebrating, and no matter what never saying no to a good time. He once told me that when you have kids don’t stop your life. You must keep going out and have fun with your friends. Well I did and thank you dad for giving me such good advice.

Until Next Time,
Party Mom