So my sister’s bridal shower was here last weekend, and I wasn’t going to blog about it at all because lately I have been in a mood that I like to call “September Bitchy,” in which I think that I suck, and everything sucks, and blogging sucks, and no one wants to hear about my pathetic attempts to be all Martha Stewart like with the crafting and baking and whatnot.
And plus, before the shower, I thought I’d cleverly non-blog about it by doing a “FameThrowa’s Shower In Pictures” post, in which I’d dazzle you all with soft-lit photos of pink sugar heart cookies, and two kinds of pie, and beautiful inviations I’m qutie proud of, actually, and little swag bags that I made myself that were stuffed with cool shit from Etsy, and the prize bowl, also populated with Etsy stuff, and pretty decorations, and the beautiful array of scrapbooking cut-outs (during the shower we made a “friends and family” scrapbook for FameThrowa), and whatnot.
But then, on the day of the shower, I was frantically running around here like one of the Captain’s Bad Influence idiot friends, and when the guests arrived I was still trying to hang decorations and get food on the table, so there was no time for artsy-fartsy shots of food. Instead, I just took about a dozen pictures of people standing around eating, and you all know how that goes, what with the weird faces and the big biting mouths and people holding their hands in front of their faces to hide the chewing. And that sucks.
However, there is one thing, just one thing, I did manage to take a picture of, and that is this cake I made, and word has gotten out on the street about the cake and I promised I’d post a picture so here you go.
FameThrowa and Mr. Chatty aren’t having a tiered cake at their reception so I thought I’d make them one for the shower. And TWELVE HOURS LATER, there it is. I should mention that this was a totally vegan cake, by the way, so the Captain could bury his face in it and eat his way out if he so desired. Orange cake on the bottom, chocolate on top, all tasty. I’m not going to go all Martha Stewart on your ass and give details but I will share the glory and horror of the making via email if you really, really want to know.
So now we’re past the shower, and on to Gal Smiley’s birthday. We’ve got the wedding itself coming up too and I tried to convince Gal Smiley to wait until mid-October to have her party, but NO, she has waited a whole GODDAMN YEAR for presents, and she will HAVE PRESENTS NOW, thank you. So we are throwing something together crazy fast and as a result I had about a half hour last night to make up invitations and that is BARELY enough time to choose one font, let alone three. So she gets kind of a cut-rate invite this year.
I’m sure I’d think that was cuter if I weren’t in such a bitchy mood. Thank the maker that she wants to do the same thing as last year, namely, stay home and watch a movie with her friends. I offered her a huge list of options, including revisiting this summer’s big hits, Cosmic Adventures or Saunders Farm, and instead she chooses to veg on the couch with a huge bowl of popcorn, which apparently, is THE ultimate food, she’s so excited about the freakin’ POPCORN, for heaven’s sake. I shouldn’t complain, but I am BITCHY, so I will. DAMMIT.
Oh, and I also made these lovely table signs for FameThrowa’s wedding, which I like, so you get a bonus photo for free.
Now if you’ll excuse me, the September Bitchy will not wait, and I have an appointment with a dark room and some 80s goth music and a ginormous coffee. EVERYTHING SUCKS.
13 thoughts on “September Bitchy”
Well I certainly didn’t notice any frazzlement at the shower. I had a delightful and will continue to thank you for it until one of us croaks.
And MAN! I didn’t know you MADE THE SWAG BAGS, too!!!!
Geez, if anyone sucks, it’s me. I don’t have 1/58th the ambition or talent that you have.
Thank GOODNESS for me I have a sister like you. 🙂
Whoaa…hold on there MissBitchyPants! 🙂
After you emerge from your dark room of gloom, I hope you can revel in your complete awesomeness for a moment or two.
The wedding shower was a smashing success and if you were stressed out at all, it really didn’t show. Your attention to detail is MIND BLOWING. The food was amazing, the prizes, all the scrapbook supplies, the gorgeous and yummy 12-hour cake-that-you-made-all-by-yourself, and the swag bags…dear god the swag bags! And you made the bags yourself! And all the guest were happy and having a good time and Fame Throwa was holding back tears of joy for 2.5 hours!
Your awesomeness makes me feel completely inadequate. I hope there’s room in your dark room of gloom for me too.
O.k. first off that chocolate and orange cake with Lego people on them is AWESOME and could you make one for my birthday? 😉
Secondly-No wonder you’re grumpy, you’re doing all this work alone! Is there anyone who you could enlist-friends or family members-to help out with projects like these in the future? Or if you could assign them one thing and you do the other? That might help reduce your stress.:)
well well well. it would seem that you are the party planner extraordinare. what are you doing this time next year? any interest in a 40th bday party? 😉
i’m glad that fame throwa and mrs carl sagan shone a brighter light on the awesomeness that i have no doubt was the party. though i could have figure that out without their praise.
i hope the september bitchy doesn’t last too long. enoy the dark room but not for too long. the kids might wonder on the appearance of jet black hair dye and copious amounts of aya liner.
LOVE the cake!!! It is so beautiful. As for September Bitchy, that part blows me away that you feel like that, especially when you have such a fantastic blog. I feel like that a lot and not just in September. 🙂
Sometimes being a Woman Who Does Too Much has to creep up on you. I often feel the same in September, but it has nothing to do with doing too much. It has to do with really liking the cooler weather and getting back into the school routine and then suddently realizing that I’m weepy and cranky and wondering why the hell I wreck everything with my screwy brain chemicals and then cue the dark room and the everything sucks music. The cake is awesome, the fact that you MADE freaking swag bags with stuff from freaking etsy is awesome, you are fifteen flavours of awesome and you have a right to your bitchiness. It will pass. Why don’t you blog about how everyone who hates The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society is a schmuck? Maybe that will help. 🙂 Great seeing you last week.
First of all, that cake looks awesome.
Secondly, I totally understand how it is to be so busy hosting an event that at the end you have almost no pictures whatsoever. We had some friends over this summer who we hadn’t seen in ages. We ended up being so busy coordinating the play of kids who didn’t know each other well, chit-chatting with each other, making meals, etc, that at the end of the day after everyone left we realized we hadn’t taken a single picture. There was no photographic proof we’d ever gotten together. I felt soooo disappointed.
Ooh–do tell us what Allison’s talking about re: everyone who hates The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society is a schmuck. I loved that book, but was totally shocked that a couple people in my book club weren’t crazy about it at all.
OMG. I love that cake. The Play Mobil people? That is too great. Sorry things are bitchy. I am planning a birthday party right now for Saturday and I’m freaking out about goody bags. Fortunately everyone knows I suck in the crafty department. Pressure is off.
I’ve been there… I have visions of perfect organization and every thing being in place… and serinity. Reality is more like Mad PANIC…
That cake is spectacular. LOVE It! Finally a use for all those Playmobile people…
1. You are awesome, regareless of mood, for just being the thoughtful person you are. The extremely cool 12 hr cake with playmobile peeps and Etsy swag bags is just extra sparkly awesomeness icing on top of it all.
2. I’d be there too with the Sept. funk thing if it weren’t my birthday tomorrow so my self-absorbed-ness out weighs my Sept-bitchies.
3. Everyone is entitiled to her own opinion on the GLAPPPS book, especially if it is the exact same opinion as mine.
4. May the rest of September be the opposite of bitchiness. Spoil thyself rotten, eat chocolate, drink pumpkin spice lattes and take the pressure off yourself. You deserve it all.
shoot. sorry you are feeling so glum. hope things perk up a bit really soon. in the meantime, 80’s music has been known to solve a litany of problems 🙂
I think you are AWESOME! sadly i also caught the same case of the september bitchies as you.
I now want to be September Bitchy. I wait, I already am. 🙂 Thanks for naming it.
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