WHITE PARTY! THE BIG 75TH BIRTHDAY!

Barrelassin’ Momma turned 75 recently- and we didn’t let it slip by unnoticed! I spent a very long time plotting and planning all the details for her big day. In short, this is how we did it.

Everyone knows how she loves her some Bret Michaels so, a Bret look alike was definitely in order. He brought her a single red rose and made his surprise appearance as we sang Happy Birthday to her. He and his wife were super nice to everyone and posed for all the photos we could possibly want.

I made this cake pretty quickly, fondant and all, but the feathered decorations made it what it was. This VIP step and repeat banner complete with red carpet made photos look great. I could give many tips on how to throw a fabulous party such as this, but then, nobody asked me, so I’ll keep it short with the pictures. We rapped to Run DMC and all sorts of songs until 2 a.m.! The night was a complete success! Barrelassin’ Momma enjoyed it and that’s all that matters.

Enjoy, Barrelassers 😉

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PANTS ON THE GROUND!

I assure you, you have not lived until you’ve traveled from place to place attending mostly Rock N Roll concerts with your  70 plus mother in tow (it’super fun!), but let me REALLY, REALLY ASSURE YOU, that you have not lived until your mother’s pants fall down at the airport while waiting to check your  luggage.



For starters we can all take comfort in knowing what a trooper and a great sport my seventy-four year old mother is. I always say I live the life of Lucy and she is clearly where I get my Lucy-ish lifestyle from.
Several hours before this photo was taken in San Diego, California, we waited at the curb-side luggage check outside in the pre-dawn hours at the airport in Knoxville, TN. where my mother, my daughter, and myself, were also waiting for my husband to park the car.

I suppose the three of us were hanging out checking our phones when I heard a yelp from my mother and my name called out by her somehow at the same time. When I turned my head to look her way, my mother’s pants were around her ankles and she was bending over with her bottom facing toward, not away from, but toward the groups of people being dropped off and exiting cars. Keep in mind, had she been facing the other direction she would’ve only shown myself and my daughter her bottom but no, not her lucky day apparently.
The backstory to this particular pair of pants is that they were my pants. She had spent the night with me the night before flying due to our early flight and was still wearing what she had worked in, and had forgotten the pants she had planned to fly in. I told her how comfortable she would be in these pants and loaned them to her.
When I ran over to help grab my mother’s pants off the ground and pulled them up, something wasn’t quite right. Not only were the three of us laughing with tears streaming down our faces because of the situation thus far, I had to tell her that she had the pants on backwards. The front/side pockets were in the back, and the back pockets were in the front, which also contributed to them not fitting properly in the back to begin with.
At this point we were left with no other option than to tie her sweater around her waist tightly to use as a belt of sorts. That, and lie down on the sidewalk and laugh until I cried of course. My teenage daughter was laughing but she couldn’t even look at us. My mother had tears streaming down her face and couldn’t even speak from laughing. Fortunately, my husband missed the entire episode!
Eventually we were able to get our luggage checked and get her inside to the restroom and at least turn the pants around. All she could say when she was finally able to speak again was, “They felt like they fit fine.”
Enjoy, Barrelassers’🙂