- You’ve been warned
- Life with a meth addict can be complicated
- The Past
- The Present
- The momsense
- The randoms
- Sometimes being a single mom blows
- Contact SingleMama CC..unless you’re an asshole in which case, don’t fucking bother me
- Till Meth Do Us Part…..formally known as The Book of Meth
- Wtf is the PIT anyway?!
I was planning the PIT’s first birthday party (a pool party, she still loves to swim) when the slight shimmer of a dream popped into my mind.
She was born on the 10th, thus making her “golden birthday” at the perfect age for an epic celebration—Disney vacation style.
It was an almost laughable idea at the time given my “self inflicted” miserable crumbling life.
The idea never left.
In the back of my mind I was determined to make this dream a reality.
Over the years, I laid awake countless nights imagining the smile on her face and the joy in her eyes when she finally met Cinderella…picturing enjoying a sunny, sandy beach with my favorite person in the entire world.
And over the years, I laid awake countless nights thinking how absurd the idea was. I mean seriously, how in the hell was I going to pull THAT off?!
I didn’t stress too much about it because I had already prepared myself for disappointment.
An annoying habit I really need to kick to the curb.
This year, she turns 10.
Where the fuck has the time gone and holy balls is this really happening?!
The countdown is on
In 30 days, the PIT, Nana and I will land in our Disney dream just in time for lunch…
an unforgettable birthday lunch with a side of dream come fucking true!