If you read my blog back around 2010-2012, you’ll remember the roommates from hell I was living with. We were living with Zane’s mom, who also had her nephew, his gf and their daughter living there too. It was a nightmare. They were the most disrespectful, rude, and flat out terrible roommates I’ve ever met. Before I lived with them, I kind of liked them. They were still pretty terrible people, but I didn’t live with them, so it was ok. We’ve been out of that situation for a few years now, and I still don’t like them, at all. Given the option, I’d choose to never have to see them, ever. I mean, after a particularly big fight, they LET my dogs out the front door so they could run away..
Here’s where the gray area comes in. I like their daughter. Well, even that’s a stretch. She is a spoiled rotten, gets away with anything, everything is mine, BRAT! But I like kids. Yesterday was her birthday. I haven’t gone to a single one of her birthday parties, simply because I cannot stand to be around the parents, or their families for that matter. I was kind of roped into going yesterday. It was fun to see Olivia, and celebrate her turning 4, but I still didn’t want to be there.
She had a play-doh party, which was super creative and cute. Her mom did a really good job of making decorations. The party was lame, but from a 4 year old’s perspective, it was a success. I don’t like un-organized parties. I don’t like just sitting around doing nothing for 2 hours. There was a ton of play-doh around for us to play with, so that passed time, but that was it. No games, no food, just a lot of sitting around.
So.. Happy 4th Birthday Olivia!
My sister made her cake. She’s pretty good at decorating, but still uses boxed cakes, if she could come up with a great tasting cake.. she could probably make some money. [This was not one of her best]
My niece, Tessa, and I rocked the party hats
After the party, when everyone was either getting ready to leave, or just sitting around doing their own thing, I noticed something.. Olivia was licking the frosting off the cake. So.. Naturally, I smashed her face in it!