Yesterday, the fabulous L-Ma hosted a shower de bebehs just for you. I was really worried because, seriously, about half of the peeps invited bailed at the last minute for one reason or another (lots of sickness happening in the OK and a lot of people invited don't actually live anywhere near here, so I knew they wouldn't be coming) and I thought you, fine me, might be self conscious about low turnout (e.g. what did I do to you, people? I'm sorry!). However, the room was full, the punch was awesome, the cupcakes were delicious, the snacks were delectable, the decorations tasteful, we played only one non-annoying game (which I won, but was disqualified since I got the prize of the biggest.pile.of.gifts.ever) and I behaved myself in spite of being really sick (the OK sicknessfluwhatever is about to completely take me down). I even enlisted the help of my mom's friend's three year old to help unwrap the gifts and I didn't even scare her or offend her! Maybe I can be around little kids. Probably not. Anyway, it was actually great and everyone's generosity was truly surprising and touching. Even if K and I mess up with this kid, I know he's got a pretty strong and wide group of people genuinely interested in his new little life. Kind of nice.
So, I finally make it home, am somewhat grouchy due to sickness and sugar overload, unload the bounty, settle into my recliner position in an attempt to breathe through my stuffed up nose and wait. Waiting for what, I'm not sure. But Lacey says I have dinner plans, she's just not sure when. Obviously, someone's coming. But who? And when? And I don't feel good and I'm cranky and irritable and try to pry it out of Lacey, but she won't budge. Finally, she comes over and we head out to dinner, mystery guest still not here. I'm trying to think of who we'd go to the trouble to tolerate and I honestly can't think of anyone that could/would make the trip from afar, so I'm totally stumped. I'm shoveling chips and queso into my face at the restaurant when in walks C-tina! All the way from Portland, OR! Lacey, Christina and I have been a little triumvirate since we were probably eight (although, there have certainly been stretches of radio silence as we've moved all over the country and other countries over the last 10 years, but we can always manage to pick back up) and I can think of no other people I'd rather share yesterday (or any of this stuff, really) with. My crankiness melted away in good times.
But what I really want to say is, have you all seen Portlandia? We came back to our place and fired it up (thanks Amazon on demand!) after dinner. I've still (I know) never been to Portland, but I think there's a lot of Northampton happening in Portland or the reverse or whatever. Also, L-Ma lived in San Fran for years, so I think we all have a pretty good appreciated (sorta, more C-tina) of the wonderful craziness.