Awkward doesn't even begin to describe the 'shower' our neighbors threw for another expecting neighbor of ours. She was quoted as saying 'they went ALL out' on making this shower happen.
Our expectant neighbors aren't from the area, heck they aren't even from this country. Both are Ukrainian and have no family here, and their friends are all in Philly. We definitely wanted to do something for them, even thought about getting them a car seat. Sorry, no stimulus package yet for the Pah and fam, so no car seat.
The planners, called the Ukrainian delegate to invite friends. We were politely asked to make a pasta dish. We arrived to a very structured and benign 'party' atmosphere. All along the way we were told that they did a very good job of everything, decorations (*this consisted of a streamer and a paper sign), home made meatballs and special rolls from a local bakery, Stella in bottles.
Turns out none of their friends could make it. Could we leave soon enough? I had a few minutes of relief when the Professor may have had a stinky diaper. Suki managed a good 10-15 pause for feeding time.
We have our suspicions about these neighbors, but awkward and mysterious ways prevent any closure or ruling.
The Ukrainian connection I assume were equally as uncomfortable. Oh well. One down.
Sunday we had another strange shower. This time though the planning was perfect. Two families, one chain smoking and the other not. I had to intervene and snatch the professor to take him away from all the second hand smoke.
Nice family though. Just wish each was accepting of the other.
I'm baaaaaaaaaack!
14 years ago
3 comments:
I'm glad you blogged the discomfort that was Saturday evening...
I'm afeared that if I do, they might suddenly decide to start reading my blog.
I think her weirdest trait is her over-use of the word "able."
-oh, I'm sooo glad you were able to make it.
-if you're able, that would be swell.
-oh, how wonderful that you're able to continue your beautiful breastfeeding relationship.
no lie. she really talks like that.
creepy.
No kidding. The jury is out on them. I wish that she'd stop talking to us as if we were in grade school. Maybe too much time with her little one and she can't talk any other way?
Regardless the level of discomfort was painful. Of course half of the Ukrainian attendees made me uncomfortable too.
IF she reads this, then maybe she'll realize that we're actually older than she is and quite 'able' as well.
PS-They had sex...twice.
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