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Chance of Showers

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Throwing a freaking shower ain’t easy. Tonight, I’m doing one of the bridal variety at mi casa for a friend, who I am so happy is getting hitched to a great guy. Not to mention I really love throwing parties.

But I didn’t count on how much hosting a darn shower can exhaust an 8-month prego woman. I’m exhausted.

Which is precisely what was running through my head yesterday evening, after baking a zillion cupcakes, going to five hundred stores to find the perfect decorations, getting 8 last-minute regrets, and still trying to develop a syllabus and write a proposal.

Then one of my very best friends called, who is throwing ME a shower on Sunday.

“Whatcha doin’,” I asked.

“Got off work at 5, drove home from Montgomery, picked up the baby, dropped off all your shower stuff, packed our stuff, fed the baby, and now we’re driving 3 hours north for my niece’s birthday party tomorrow,” she said. “Oh, and I was thinking about some things, and I would really love to help you at your family shower, too.” At TEN PM.

And just like that, I felt both hella-loved and like one heckuva slacker. Sure, I’ve worked my booty off on the shower I’m throwing, but I don’t have a little one to think about, too.

The other girls throwing my shower? Dealing with deaths in their families, wedding planning, surgeries, and job responsibilities.

It never ceases to blow me away me how incredible women really, truly are. How they can go from arguing a state Senator into submission on some crazy piece of legislation to decorating baby booties for a two-hour sewing circle on some random Sunday from 2-4.

This, gentlemen, is most definitely why a woman will be coming to a CEO position near you very soon (if she hasn’t already). And don’t be surprised if she was one of my baby shower hostesses.

So this is a shout-out to the women in my life who love me enough to sacrifice the time they could be spending with their families, or working on making it to the Land ‘o Six Figures, or going for pedicures to throw Harrison and I a party filled with love and blue stuff.

Y’all simply amaze me.