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.
Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Vortex - Jan 16, 2008 6:51:14 am PST #2598 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Nora Deirdre - Jan 16, 2008 6:52:21 am PST #2599 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
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.
Stephanie - Jan 16, 2008 6:52:55 am PST #2600 of 10001
Trust my rage
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.
Connie Neil - Jan 16, 2008 6:54:35 am PST #2601 of 10001
brillig
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."
Daisy Jane - Jan 16, 2008 6:54:45 am PST #2602 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
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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Frankenbuddha - Jan 16, 2008 6:55:44 am PST #2603 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
What DJ said.
boggled
Cashmere - Jan 16, 2008 6:57:38 am PST #2604 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
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.
Vortex - Jan 16, 2008 7:01:21 am PST #2605 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Also, based on our discussion, I think I’d feel more comfortable thinking about the higher end of the range I mentioned yesterday afternoon.
you might want to put actual numbers in there. Remember that much of the reason that women are paid less than men is that they do not negotiate as hard or ask for as much money.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 16, 2008 7:12:59 am PST #2606 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Also, based on our discussion, I think I’d feel more comfortable thinking about the $XY,000 end of my salary requirements that I mentioned yesterday.
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Nora Deirdre - Jan 16, 2008 7:14:13 am PST #2607 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Or if I toughen up slightly:
Also, based on our discussion, I’d feel more comfortable leaning toward the $XY,000 end of my salary requirements that I mentioned yesterday.