Baby Shower

I was invited to a baby show. I don't usually go to those things because most of my friends are guys and guys don't usually GO to those things. But this particular friend has a fiance like me (which may be why I like her) and she had a shower that was both sexes.

The night before, I find out that a friend of mine and his wife will be there. He and I were chatting and as we discussed the shower, we hoped there would be beer. Then we realized that, for what we might be about to put up with - a baby shower, possibly only knowing each other and the mom and dad, and a baby shower - there had better be beer. 

The shower turned into a reunion of sorts. It turns out that A., the mother, knows some of the same people I know. So we all grab a beer, Newcastle (A., the dad's, favourite) and we stand around the food table talking and laughing. All the guys but one were husbands of someone. all the girls but 2 were the wives of someone. Every woman at the shower were all women who don't usually have other women as friends, so it wasn't so bad. I lasted nearly 30 minutes laughing and talking in the living room with them before I started to yperventilate and went outside to hand with the guys. They laughed at me, then we went in to watch A. open her gifts. I would like to say that part was fun, but we stood around in the back of the room talking undour our breath and drinking more Newcastles.

My gift was not in a pretty bag with a card. I realized then that I need a wife who would make sure that all that stuff was right for other people. As it were, my gift was more last minute than I would have liked. I mean, I was sick for two days preceding. That should be some kind of excuse, right?

In the end, it was a great time. I got to drink a few beers with friends, I got to eat some great food, had some really excellent chocolate cake (it was a baby face, complete with pacifier - very cute, if you're into that sort of thing) and to say a good time was had by all would be making light of a great time.