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I'm a Procrastinator.

Tomorrow is Hasting's First Birthday Party. 

And dear Lord, I procrastinated all the way up until the last minute. You think you have all this time in the world to plan, then it suddenly sneaks up on you.

I waited literally like 4 or 5 weeks until his party to get things together and plan. Bad part: most of his things had to be ordered online because we chose a theme that isn't is ANY store. Dr. Seuss.

Party supplies were from Birthday Express, cupcake toppers, high chair banner, and his outfit were from Etsy, and his book was from Ebay. I was freaking out that his outfit wouldn't be here on time, but it came yesterday. And let me tell you.... something I paid $40 I could have made for less than $20 on my own. I am beyond livid, and when I remember her Etsy sight I will let it be known the name of her shop!

His party favors were handmade (more on those tomorrows post), all except the 2 little goodie boxes for the 2 kids attending.

We decided to keep his first birthday more personal. You only turn one once, so we wanted to make sure that we kept it more geared towards close family and a few close friends (Hasting's Godparents).

We have a TON to do tomorrow before his party. Tonight I made sausage balls, and my bff made some yummo pasta salad. I'm making brownies once Hasting passes out tonight! Tomorrow we have the bbq/baked beans to pick up from our local meat market (all organic, yummo!), balloons to get from party city, and decorating/setting up to do! Our cake decorator is bringing us the cake/cupcakes in the am, so that's one less run we will have to make! 

I can't wait to show you guys pictures of his cake! I got a cute little sneak peak tonight, and it is incredible. The girl who made it for Hasting is amazing. She is a college student (well she graduates this coming week!), and makes all her cakes from home. I am all about some "work at home"/small businesses before buying at larger companies. She is incredibly talented, and I highly recommend her! Her name is Whitney, and she owns Signature Sweets by Whitney!

I'm hoping to get some cleaning done tonight (well a lot of cleaning really), but here I sit, procrastinating writing yet another blog haha. Who am I kidding though? Hasting took a late nap, I have diapers to stuff and laundry to be done (tons), and still have those brownies to make... yeah, probably not going to have a spotless house like I planned!

That being said, I gotta roll out. Lots to do! Check back tomorrow for Day 4 of my challenge, and the big Hasting is ONE blog!

Have a good night ya'll! 

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