This morning while I was telling Leif to put on his underwear (we're in the middle of potty training), he responded with "Ok, Babycake". I'm not sure why he called me "Babycake".

I'm not sure why he called me "Babycake".

Has he been sneaking Angel reruns? Sounds a bit Hosty.

Anyone else remember when bridal and baby showers were iced tea and munchies on someone's porch and the women in your family got you dishtowels or onesies respectively?

Totally. Most of the showers I've been to have been basically a lot like a tea party. This is why multiples seem natural to me - you might have one that's mostly the old ladies who were your grandmother's close friends or something, and maybe a different one for relatives or the groom or for people who are your own contemporaries, etc. And appropriate gifts tend to be along the lines of kitchen gadgets or notepaper, unless there a specific theme involved. But still, nothing that would be a big deal for anyone to buy, or make them feel like they're on the hook for two wedding presents.

To be perfectly honest, I'm not even sure I've heard about it (but my brain today is a big pile o' undercaffeinated sludge.)

It's just a learning styles test, rather like the millions of personality tests we've all taken and loved. It's just that for one of the styles, in addition to the likes (facts, details, knowing what's next) there were the dislikes, which included "role-playing" (causing me to do a silent "AMEN!"). Not that roleplaying in education has the same "ooh, let's embarrass someone!" goal of those sorts of games, but to me it's got the same "pointless time-wasting pretend-we're-having-fun" feel to it.

embarrass the GoH

GoH??

GoH??

Guest of Honor

It's just that for one of the styles, in addition to the likes (facts, details, knowing what's next) there were the dislikes, which included "role-playing" (causing me to do a silent "AMEN!").

Oh, hell yeah.

This morning while I was telling Leif to put on his underwear (we're in the middle of potty training), he responded with "Ok, Babycake". I'm not sure why he called me "Babycake".

t dies of cuteness

t is ded

Whimper. I gave my bridesmaids amethyst earrings. Real amethysts, but not expensive. We gave the groomsmen small spyderco knives (one of which I still have because the groomsman in question was flying home without checked luggage and I haven't gotten around to mailing it to him). I was a bad bride. I'd better never get married again.

We were invited to the wedding of the couple's shower people, but we didn't go because it was in Mississippi the first weekend of JazzFest. Who plans a wedding like that?

So I'm feeling a bit conflicted. I pre-ordered Harry Potter, but I can't possibly afford to read it until my classes are over for the summer. I may have to ask vw to confiscate it when it comes. But I really want to read it, and if I don't will have to avoid people's livejournals. Which I should be doing anyway, because, hello, classes!

Or maybe the post office will leave it outside at the bus stop and someone will steal it, neatly resolving the problem.

The FAC brides whose weddings I was in (3 or 4; I can't remember any more) gave crap bridesmaids gifts. I went shopping with one bride for the gifts, which were really ugly $10 rhinestone earrings from Claire's that we were expected to wear with the dresses.

Heh. Earrings and gloves were my gifts to my bridal party. I got married in the year of the weddings among our family and friends. I think my own wedding was something like 8th or 10th in ~ as many months. I was broke. So was my bridal party. I can't remember if I gave them anything else, or not.