When I was home last July, I was lucky enough to not only be there for a dear friend's wedding but also take part in a very civilised stagette (Americans: bachelorette, UKers: Hen do).
My married friend K was in the wedding and therefore did most of the planning for the stagette and so I expected her to live it up quite a bit on our big night out.
I always seem to be the party supervisor - not it the practical sense but the 'is everyone drinking-having a good time?' sense.
For some reason, if you are not drinking, I WILL NOTICE. If you happen to be someone who does not drink, I WILL NOTICE if you have one.
My friend K is a bartender/student. This means that she is not adverse to a tipple or two or five. I feel at home when she's around because everyone else is either driving or pregnant or has to work the next day or has a wee one that will be waking them up too early in the morning.
It was about 30 seconds after this picture was taken that I had to ask why she wasn't actually getting her party groove on and packing them back like me?
Oh, she said knowingly. I made the mistake of having a few after work last night and I'm still suffering from a hangover.
Ah, I said understandingly, that's too bad *gulp big slurp of g&t*
And I didn't think anything else of it.
Until..
At a girlie BBQ the next day, which happened to be my last night in the good old Small Town, she pulled me aside and told me she had to tell me something.
'I know it's early on,' she said 'but I wanted to tell you to your face...'
'oh my god. oh my god. oh my god!'
This seems to be all I can say when people reveal to me their procreation news.
I jumped up and down and half mimed screaming (so as not to alert the others) as she said:
'I'm one month pregnant'
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
and oh, so that's why you weren't drinking last night.
And so it is my great pleasure to let you know internet that little Miss A. K. C. was brought into the world on Tuesday February 7 at 10:30ish EST.
Can't wait to meet you Miss A. You're a very lucky little girl. Just a tip - your mom is a sucker for L Park and will go swinging any time of the day with you. Just tell her your big Aunt A said so.
Congrats K and R. All these years and finally you've met your match.
What a great pre-Valentine's gift.
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