The Peanut Chronicles

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Castro bound for a baby shower....

My baby shower was actually pretty damn fun. Even with all the shock and news, I had fun. It was in SF at Capri’s. We walk in and Pat, my godmother, has had the waiters put peanuts all over the settings. Then our favorite flaming waiter, Daniel, waits on us. He asked if we would name the baby after him. I told him we were going to do that if it was a girl but bummer, it’s a boy.

“So you are having the shower in the Castro?”

Hahahahaha….. Yup, let’s confuse the dear lad in-vitro.

Moe did an excellent job with the games. There were only two, the “don’t say the B word” game and guess how many socks are in the bottle game. This is excellent because I am not really a big game person every once and awhile. Lez, Moe’s sister, got me good. I was winning the baby word game and had all these clips in my hair, thanks to Zanna who put them there, and Lez hands me these cute blue booties. ”Hey, what do the booties say?”

I look, I squint, and I don’t notice Lez and Zanna grinning at each other.

“Uhh… baby?”

”Pay up!”

D’oh!!!!

It was a great time. Jo got Nut a college bond (holy moley!) and I think that M, the “dog father”, was hilarious because he bought Nut a stuffed dog because “I’m the dog father and it’s brown like me.”

The other godfather forgot about the shower, even though he was at our house until one am the night before.

Bear wants to revoke his godfather status. I am a nice person but I don’t blame him.

Really tired again. More to come.

Moe, you rock (since I know you are reading this.) :P