I have a friend that I have known for twenty years.
Really, we met in 10th grade.
Okay, I don’t really want to talk about the fact that 10th grade was actually 20 years ago, but what I do want to talk about it this – Lori is pregnant with her first child.
I am giddy. I love babies. I don’t want any more of my own babies but I love other people’s babies. Especially the ones that I can buy weird stuff for without feeling creepy.
As a bonus, Lori and her husband moved up to my neck of the woods so when the baby is born I will be able to go over to their house whenever I want and hold her, and sing to her, and cuddle her, and smell her little baby head and hand her to one of her parents when she is poopy and then I can go home and sleep for at least seven hours in a row.
Here comes the part I really, really want to tell you about. Even though we all live in the D.C suburbs now, our parents are all still in Florida. A couple of weeks ago Lori’s Mother-in-law threw her a baby shower when she was back home. I couldn’t be there, but since I was driving to Florida to see my parents and my mom was at Lori’s shower and I drove and Lori and Matt flew I brought back some of the bigger shower gifts in my car.
You know the thieving airlines would have charged them a fortune.
Did I mention Lori has a blog? Yes, it is called I’m Not Crazy, Just Well Mixed.
If she isn’t crazy then somebody is going to have to explain this card I got from her in the mail.
See? Crazy. I have been telling people she was nuts since 1989 and now I finally have my proof.