It's raining babies!

So, about my trip to Martha-ville... here is the decoration I was so proud of. Now that I see it in the official blog context, I have to say that there is a slight funereal air to the black crepe paper. I'm pretty sure no one else at the baby shower mistook it for funeral dressings. The main thing is that Dominique liked the decor of her shower and that's a huge relief. She is a person with immaculate taste and her house is the kind of place where crumbs don't get stuck on the bottom of your bare feet as you cruise through her kitchen.

She's the kind of person who has cream carpet and doesn't ruin it in the first week. I can't even blame my kid for this, but cream carpet would not survive in our house for a week. Not even if I diligently carried a bottle of carpet cleaner with me at all times. The sheer number of spills would wear me down in a matter of days. I have to confess that I'm kind of scared to stand on Dom's carpet because I just know I'm going to be the person who ruins it.

You probably are noticing that the attire appears to be distinctly bed-roomy. That is because this was a pajama baby shower. I have to say that it attests to the great love I feel for Dominique that she got me to wear pajamas in front of other people. Dominique can get people to do things they normally wouldn't do even if they were paid a trillion dollars. It's because she's got fantastic green eyes with impossibly long lashes and the prettiest teeth EVER. That's her in the curlers. Yep, she can wear curlers and pajamas and be the prettiest most charming person you have ever met.

I'm really glad she doesn't use her powers for evil.

I have to say that this was a really fun baby shower and the women gathered here were way more gracious than I generally encounter: not a single one of them tried to coerce me into playing the games! Another thing I liked about it was the absence of husbands. I know it's much more enlightened to have co-ed showers, but honestly, a baby shower seems like such a perfect time to bond with other women.

A wonderful package came in the mail a few days ago, all the way from the UK! Jo from French Knots sent me some really interesting Easter egg decorations that I had asked about on her blog. But she also sent a pretty card that she made, a gardening magazine, gardening gloves, and to top it all off: a little something for Max!

Max loves his fridge race car and says "Thank you Jo!"

I love the cards Jo makes. She does a lot of stitching with fabric on them and how could I not love cards that use fabric and buttons? Thank you so much for the wonderful thoughtful package Jo!! Yours will find it's way into the mail this week.

Here's a little random something for you:

I am really annoyed by the characters in Sonic the Hedgehog. I hate their names. Like the long haired typical loner creature named "Knuckles". But worse than that is the "bunny" and blob duo named "Cream" and "Cheese". Uh huh. You heard right. Cream and Cheese. The weird blob which makes baby noises is the one named Cheese. WTF?! And the villain? "Egg man" Yeah, that is such a scary name for a villain I almost pee my pants every time they say his name.

Well, I am going to go shower and try to figure out whether I should clean my house or rip out carpet. We have friends coming for dinner so I should probably clean the house, but they are the kind of friends who won't notice that your house is in disarray...I mean, they'll NOTICE it, because they've got eyes, they just won't be bothered by it. I'm leaning towards carpet ripping because there is really no good time to do it. It's an icky job. It's a big job. It will never be a convenient job. But when it's done the awful creepy germ/vomit/blood/puppy poop hiding carpet will no longer be available to trap life's disgusting messes.

Dudes, I'm going for the carpet!