It's not a recruiter, it's the HR director for my School within my Uni.
Ah. Well, I still think it's a good idea to get it on the table sooner rather than later.
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It's not a recruiter, it's the HR director for my School within my Uni.
Ah. Well, I still think it's a good idea to get it on the table sooner rather than later.
That's my thought too, brenda. Just want to put it out there with a fairly soft touch.
sorry flea, but knowing what I know of you, I find this
I am the de facto social director for my department
very funny.
I hate most baby shower games, but this site [link] has some that might be okay. There was one about baby IQ (i.e. did you know that....) and another one about "Have you ever...." Their "have you ever" was not baby related, but you could make it like Kat's mommy merit badges?
When I did BFF's shower, I refused to do games. I called it brunch with presents. The one "baby" thing I did was to have a blank book where I asked all of the moms to write down some advice, and the non moms could write something they'd heard, or a funny story or words of encouragement.
Too much of a soft touch? Obnoxious?
Also, based on our discussion, I think I’d feel more comfortable thinking about the higher end of the range I mentioned yesterday afternoon.
I'm sure I've shared this here before but the WORST GAME EVER at a baby shower was called "Guess what baby ate" or something like that. Melted candy bars in little diapers. People were actually sniffing the diapers to deterine what candy bars were in there. I was pregnant at the time and had to sit that one out as the mere image of people sniffing diapers and melted chocolate "poo" made me gag.
I think we're going kitten shopping this weekend. Shadow, our surviving cat, has been out of sorts and grumpy since Koogie died. He needs someone to nap against and give attack baths to. And I've been needing something warm and fuzzy to cuddle. Shadow is not a cuddle cat--I blame Hubby and his tendency to play cat-Uzi. Yeah, it's time. Off to the shelter, as Hubby calls it "Dog-cau, the saddest place on earth."
I'm sure I've shared this here before but the WORST GAME EVER at a baby shower was called "Guess what baby ate" or something like that. Melted candy bars in little diapers. People were actually sniffing the diapers to deterine what candy bars were in there. I was pregnant at the time and had to sit that one out as the mere image of people sniffing diapers and melted chocolate "poo" made me gag.
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What DJ said.
boggled
Stephanie, I went to one where that happened, too. YUUUUCK.
I once played one where we had to guess the names of baby animals (it was a co-worker at The Nature Conservancy). That was cool but man, I wish I had been able to text billytea because some of them were HARD.