Mondays are for suckers.

PISCES, 11/10/08
You've got a talent for positive presentation. Sometimes, though, you end up using it to fool yourself! Instead of putting on a front designed to be attractive to others, you talk yourself into propositions that, deep down, you know to be less than ideal. Could that be happening now in one rather awkward area of your life? Might you have, inadvertently, inspired yourself to hang on to something you really ought to be encouraging someone else to take off your hands? This week brings a rethink, followed by relief.

Ooh, this is a juicy one. The funny part is that at work people always say that I'm always cheerful and happy, which cracks me up because I am generally not, but I don't feel the need to thrust my crab ass on anyone else so I guess it IS a front! YOU'RE RIGHT AGAIN, HOROSCOPE MAN! This whole prediction is pretty much spot on and I can see exactly where it applies. You are "eerily accurate," just as your website promises. Well played, sir, well played.

So this weekend was the first of two baby showers that my friends and family have been so kind to throw us. Showers freak me the hell out because I prefer to be more behind the scenes rather than the focus of it all so I was pretty much nervous the entire time, which probably translated to being aloof so I apologize to anyone I didn't get to spend much time with. Despite my anxiety, the shower was really lovely. My sister in law Linda threw it for me, which was super nice of her to do, with some help from my mom. I got to hang out with some of my old co-workers that I don't get to see nearly as often as I like as well as some family friends that have known me since I was a wee girl. The food was delicioso, and Linda really outdid herself with these awesome sandwich things and my mom brought her pasta salad, which I love and I made the cake. OF COURSE I made the cake, right? (You know where to go to check it out.) Little Kimchi got loads of things and the kid will need 15 costume changes a day to wear all the clothes he got. One of the sweetest gestures came from my father in law's lady friend, who had found a quilt that my late mother in law had been working on before she passed away and finished it for us. I seriously had to fight the tears big time because I didn't want to start blubbering in front of everyone and show them my crying face. It was one of the kindest things and I know it meant so much to Jeff for his little boy to have something from his mom. My sister bought us our stroller, which I promptly put together as soon as I got home and then pushed the dog around the house until she pleaded with her eyes for me to leave her alone. See:

I think she went in to call the hotline after that. She'll be back, though, because she's lazy. You just wait. Anyway, we got car seats, and bottles and a bunch of other stuff that I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with. At one point during the gift opening portion of the day, someone began a sentence with "You know how babies like to...." and I was like "Um, no, I have no clue what babies like" and that's the truth. Jeff and I spent most of Saturday night trying to figure out what the hell all this stuff did and what we really needed and all I really wanted to do was go find a kid to push around in my new stroller since the dog was no longer cooperating. I wonder how she's going to like testing out the car seat. I KEED, I KEED.