This is totally me: Re-user of paper napkins. I have 3 folded paper napkins on the dining room table as I type this.
This comic is called “Pickles” — you can check it out at GoComics.com. I read it in my local daily newspaper yesterday, which, I think, is going to slowly kill off its comics pages. And comics are the only thing I actually get the newspaper for, sadly.
Mr. NSF is an only child, and I have one brother who’s a couple years younger than me. So our child will have one awesome uncle (and a bunch of honorary uncles and aunts, of course!).
Said awesome uncle told us he had “a present” for us. I could only imagine what it was. So he and his girlfriend stopped by the house the other night to deliver the gift, which was comprised of three parts:
Mr. NSF is especially psyched about the “Safe Baby Handling Tips” book, with its hand “Wheel of Responsibility” on the front!
I can only imagine what our kid will get from Uncle A when s/he’s born!
Meanwhile, I finally got my Snoogle body pillow. Had to trek to Buy Buy Baby on my lunch hour, but hopefully it will be worth the trouble. I did rustle up a 20% off coupon, so the $54 pillow only cost $42, plus tax.
I spent some time wandering around the store, and I must’ve seemed like a lost puppy, because I think every employee in the store asked me if I needed help finding anything. There was just so much STUFF. Some gimmicky, some useful, some essential. I took a look at cribs, car seats and Pack ‘n’ Plays (formerly known as playpens to us ‘old folk’), and I was amazed at the selection and breadth of price points. Yikes.
It was my first time looking at any stuff for the baby, and I’m not too proud to admit that I got choked up thinking about everything that’s going to come our way. A baby. We’re going to have a baby! We’re gonna be parents!
To steal a phrase from a newspaper comic that was NEVER funny: Aaacckkkk!