moving tables
After work we went to the neighbor's house and grabbed two tables and several chairs. We're borrowing them for a baby shower this weekend, which Peaches will host for some friends from work.
Even though the party is for women and men, I will not attend. I have a legit reason for not being around, but it's a relief nonetheless. I don't look forward to hearing the word "cute" a hundred times. That's what this comes down to.
Any time a baby is involved, the world turns into a chorus of cute. Adults lose 75 percent of their vocabulary and become dedicated to saying the word cute over and over, as a chant.
And I don't find that cute in any way. I'd rather call babies absolutely adorable!












