As I was standing at the playground on Monday, I looked over and saw a mom wearing a shirt that says "Mommy Needs a Cocktail." I smile and tell her I have the same shirt. We talked for a bit on how the shirts were hysterical and great quality. Turns out, the day before, I met the woman who makes these shirts. Woo hoo, I felt famous for a brief moment. I must admit to already "knowing her" from DC Metro Moms. Yes, she's another fellow mommy blogger.
So here's the scoop on these shirts. Every mom should own one. Even if you don't like cocktails she has some that include Mommy Needs a Beer, Mommy Needs a Latte, Mommy Needs a Glass of Wine, Mommy Needs a Vacation, Mommy Needs Some Chocolate. So you really have all your bases covered. And if that's not enough, you must see the baby/kid shirts with sayings like "So, when do I get the pony?" or "My Mom Doesn't Want Your Advice."
Kristen of Baby Brewing actually makes these shirts herself. That's right ladies read her bio on her Website and she has managed a screen printing machine into her basement. I give her props right there!
Here's how the giveaway works. Leave a comment on the site before Saturday, May 31, with your best 'Mommy Needs a Cocktail' story. (See mine below.) We have all 'em every day. It's one of those moments when you just need really need drink in hand to ease the moment, but know you can't because it will just slow you down and make things worse. If you don't have a story, then just leave a post saying 'hi' and tell me how great the shirts are. Please make sure you include your email somehow when you reply or I can't get in touch with you if you win. I will randomly pick a winner on Sunday for a free shirt, courtsey of Baby Brewing.
My Mommy Needs a Cocktails story: Today, I'm trying to make a dinner for a neighbor who had surgery. The kids want to be outside, but I need to cook. I just got yet another book rejection. I believe we're up to about 10 now. No one wants to buy our book because we're no-name moms who apparently don't know about having kids less than two years apart. I have a neighborhood yard sale I'm planning and need to finish gathering items AND pricing them all. I'm hosting a playdate this afternoon in my rather messy house and right before nap both my kids managed to assault the neighbor's son--with a bite (Anna) and a swat from a stick (Alex). Oh, and my husband's out of the country with no phone access. I need a cocktail.