...I am constantly in trouble with our IT department for the size of my mailbox. I love the sizes that Entourage assigns to things. It's not like "large," "very large," it's more like "so damn big you might crash the entire network, dumba*s."
The headmaster at our school called an 8:45 meeting today. What were we in trouble for? Had he found out about my twice-a-day hot chocolate habit?
I walked into the room and I was so confused. Balloons. Presents. Lots of presents. And about 50 people I work with. Note to self: big surprises do not send Laura into labor so it won't work in eight weeks when I'm desperate to give birth.
They really threw me off with the 8:45 a.m. start time. But hey - bagel sandwiches and fruit salad make some of the best shower food!
...It's pretty much anything these days. The mulch in the landscaping looks so beautiful. Charmer loves us so much and we are about to ruin her life. PEOPLE magazine. Matt Lauer's return to the Today Show. You know, pretty emotional stuff I'm dealing with here.
Today it was this post on my mom's blog. The first picture of me and Mercer is from 1997,
just having graduated high school and ready to take on the world, starting with Bethany Beach, Delaware. And the other picture? Totally the pregnant skinny pose.
...We had our childbirth class this weekend. And I've come up with my birth plan. It's quite simple. I want to be Julie. You know Julie, the girl in the circa 1983 VHS tape they showed us. Her labor lasted approximately 7 minutes:
Minutes 1-3 - laboring quietly. Loving her husband. Not telling him he's a fareaking son-of-a-you-know-what for putting her here in the first place.
Minute 3-4 - epidural delivery. Hold still? No prob. Julie's a champ.
Minute 5 - Relax a little, let the drugs kick in. Apply lipstick.
Minute 6 - Push? Of course. Here. Push. Push. Baby! (Or as Ken called it, gray alien thing).
Minute 7 - The End.
Of course, Julie's child is in her mid-20s now and could have been a really bad problem child. But I would imagine she's probably in medical school finding a cure for cancer and making her parents proud.
...I accidentally had a sip of my mom's wine at the shower, which was promptly spit out (remember "how the French drink it" on Friends? Yes, ,just like that. Very elegant). Yet I feel so hungover. Perhaps it was the cupcakes. Or the hormonal bowling ball in my belly.
Either way, my second shower was wonderful. I have different groups of friends, most of whom have not met each other, and it was amazing to have them all in a room and listen and watch them interact. I am a lucky, lucky person - not just because of the gifts received but because of my wonderful friends.
These photos have been stolen/borrowed/shamelessly lifted from all across the internet. Thanks to everyone who decided to turn their camera on that day.
(L to R, clockwise): Neighborhood buddies (pregnant, pregnant, not pregnant, pregnant but slightly cut out); scrapbooking buddies who are so much more than that; the Willis girls; the cupcake (guest of honor); signage, yes, signage; Kristen and Anne (former coworkers); Carron and Carolyn flank the large pregnant woman; current coworkers and friends Jessie, Crickett, and Erin; and Mercer and I rubbing the future husband and wife together. We want them to get to know each other in utero.
...And by far, my favorite shot of the day taken by Elizabeth. I call it: "LOOK! My wrists are still skinny!!!" (And I love Mercer and Carolyn, the worker bees in the background...Carron was busy taking notes!)