Does that sound convincing? Hey, I never said I was an actress.
Gestational Countessa’s baby shower is coming up. Can I tell you that when God was making me, not only did he leave out the shopping gene he also left out the enjoying any type of shower gene. I get nauseous even thinking about cooing over each and every gift being opened. I mean do we really need to oooh and aaaah after each package? Seriously, we are all grown women here.
I am extremely happy for my sister, she had a miscarriage the first go round, and I can’t wait to meet Smelly. (I promise to reveal the story behind her moniker during a future post) I am more than happy to plan the event, make the favors, order the food send out the invitations and socialize with the crowd. It’s the inane gift reveal that simply makes me want to poke my eyes right out.
I will be the dutiful sibling and endure the madness but there had better be liquor involved. If not, I may have to bring a flask. I draw the line at shower games. If that happens, Wicked will leave the building.
BS, Sous-Chef Mermaid and I spent 3 hours of quality bonding time preparing the baby shower centerpieces and favors. Let me tell you that the mother daughter team (BS /Sous-Chef Mermaid) were most definitely not designed for assembly line productions. Oy vey! They were killing me. I cannot remember the last time I laughed so heartily.
BS has a mean OCD streak. We had to make sure that the freaking ribbons were not only free of twists but if there was a millimeter of ribbon extending past the line, BS lost it. It’s a baby shower favor, not brain surgery. Then Sous-Chef Mermaid was seriously challenged when it came to affixing labels to nuggets of chocolate. I, of course, was handling the situation with grace. NOT!!! You all know better than that.
In any case, it will all be over soon. I mean I am sure the shower will go as planned. I leave you with a direct quote from my 11 year old niece, Sous-Chef Mermaid: “Smelly better appreciate all the work that was involved with these shower favor things!”
That apple, it does not fall far from the tree.