The sexy cousin and I were 2 hours late to My Best Friends babyshower, what can I say, you got to make an entrance. Tripping over babies and presents I finally made my way over to the first available seat, made an attempt at some crappy apology and asked if they got any alcohol.. No they didn’t.
While the Best Friend was opening up her mountain of presents, a friend commented on my boobs telling me how big they’ve gotten and proceeded to ask if I’m pregnant.. What??!! Have you totally f*cking lost your mind, what kind of sick joke are you playing.. was my initial thought which I managed to keep in and gently laugh it off while thinking shut up have you looked in the mirror lately! The thing about babyshowers is that its only fun for the mother to be, while she’s opening up presents for 3 hours the rest of us got to sit there and watch, which is a lot like torture.
Observing the party I noticed how the crowd was separated in two… the actual babyshower where the fourth hundredth present was being opened and the younger unmarried “let’s talk sh*t" corner where I should have been! But unfortunately I love my friend enough to sit through the gruelling 3 hour present opening… and a face cringing talk about birth and babies. At some point my eyes got so heavy I might of actually had a 2 minute power nap without anyone noticing. The Sexy Cousin who is anything but a baby lover was thinking of escape plots and of excuses to leave, while fighting the urge to sleep. The one present i did enjoy was an enormous green with black polka dot underwear the mother to be received from her mother, I proceeded to laugh while holding on my chair trying not to fall off, I've seen smaller parachutes...
The screamer – A friend of ours baby has the scream of a thousand razor blades being stabbed into your ears, even the deaf granny on the otherside was horrified to hear again. The screamer spent most of the afternoon screaming blue murder while the mother didn’t seem to notice.
PS: I’m flying to Cape Town tomorrow, unfortunately it’s all work and no play.. Let’s hope I get seated next to some sexy single (or not I'm not fussy) hunk, who will entertain me for the whole 2 hour flight with his charm!
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Ok, so tell me exactly what you're thinking or what you'd like to do to your blog.
Quite honestly, I wouldn't change a thing.
Honestly :)
Thanks so much, dont want to hide the writing just the identity.. In case i commit a crime and decide to write about it.
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