We’re having a baby shower for Colleen today at work; Barb knew better than to ask for my help decorating, but I still contributed a little.
I came out of retirement to paint this for the baby’s room. I hope Colleen (and the baby) like it!
When Barb saw the gift bag on my desk, she got seriously disgusted and yelled, “NOW who are you getting gifts from?
! This is getting ridic—” Then she realized it was Colleen’s baby gift and said, “Oh,” in a tiny voice.
Speaking of parties, I had one thrown for me Sunday night. No, I take that back—it wasn’t a party. It was BETTER than a party. It was so good, in fact, that I am still stunned two days later and every time I try to sit down and write about it, I wind up staring off into the distance with a goofy smile on my goofy face.