Today I will, for the first time in my 65 years on this planet, attend a baby shower.
Yes, there is a baby shower. Is it for Savvy and Ken, or for baby boy Faith-Bules?
Now I hate to sound out of kilter, but I have no idea what to expect.
First, I was never technically invited, so any info that may have been contained in the invitation is a secret from me. Karla did tell me that the shower starts at 2:30 and a barbecue at 4.
I am giving a fairly inappropriate gift: a plant. I have no clue who's names to put on the outside of the envelope, and scant clue as to what to write inside. I have no idea what to wear. I really don't know what happens at a baby shower, and I'm not sure I really want to know.
But, I am peeling off one more level of virginity!
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Was it everything you hoped for in a shower? Wish I lived close enough to have attended it (I wasn't invited either)
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