So how has your week gone so far? Do you have plans for the weekend?
It's my one-day weekend. Emily always calls it the "dreaded one-day weekend" and complains about it for days when it's her turn. I don't think it's terrible, it's just short. You have to jam extra awesomeness into one day. Jam... jam sounds delicious, doesn't it? Maybe I'll eat jam this weekend.
I do know that on Saturday evening, I'll be going to a baby shower for a former co-worker. I'll see a ton of people that I haven't seen in a couple of years. I'll have to pretend that my uterus doesn't stab me every time it senses anything having to do with baby. Buying a gift at Baby's R US was torture yesterday, particularly when they asked if I wanted their rewards card. I may have been a little forceful when I told the cashier that would not be necessary. I've never been to a baby shower. Or a wedding shower, for that matter. I have a feeling I might not like parties that are called showers. I shower with water, not with a bunch of other women who are busy telling naughty/horrifying stories, thanks.
Speaking of stories at showers, my current co-workers love to tell me their pregnancy horror stories. You want to know the most effective form of birth control? That right there is it. No kidding. Ick.
In addition to eating jam and baby showering, I'll be doing my best to learn about Visual Basic for Applications programming. We're living the dream around here, I tell ya. Living the dream.
I tried to find a picture for this post, but my heart really wasn't in it. That's what happens when I put off writing my blog posts until the last minute. I hope you forgive me, because... It's Friday, and you have your party pants on. If you don't have them on, I think you need to fix that.