Hi Everybody,
It is 10 pm here in NY and I'm exhausted. The shower was a hit and everyone was happy.
The album was a huge success. I got my mom and sister to cry. Several people said I should sell them at craft fairs and leave spaces for "grandma/pa" "mommy" "daddy" "siblings"
My sister wacked me with a pillow when she saw a "tool box" in the winter scene under the snow. When she was little she and her "boy" friends would use our father's tools and then forget to put them away come fall so every spring my father would find a hammer head (no shank) etc. so I had to jab her one more time.
I made coffee and my sister who hasn't had coffee in 7 months decided to have a cup of decaf. My poor "in utero" niece wound up with hic-ups for about 3 minutes so my sister sent down the tube some crackers which seemed to help. So once the hic-upping stopped my niece beat the living bejeus out of her in retaliation. And for good measure she wacked my sister's bladder every few minutes so we wound up having to keep one of the bathrooms free at all times for her.
Overall it was a fun evening. I have enough leftovers to last us for awhile.
Off to bed, Kate