Showering in flats
Last night, while Q was excitedly posting about our new car, I was at a baby party (she doesn’t like the term “shower”) thrown by my work-friend MA. It’s been awhile since I’ve sat around and gabbed with a bunch of women, and it was really enjoyable. (We didn’t even talk about babies that much!) I also received (or should I say: Sesame received) the most adorable gifts. I didn’t think I was that girlie of a person (Q will probably laugh when he reads this), but I just melted when I saw some of these things… I have to say, also, that I’m SO glad that Sesame is a girl. Girls’ clothes are just so much cuter than boys’!
Speaking of fashion, some of you will be happy to know that – after coming home last night with purple toes and some severe indentations – I’ve officially given up heels. My feet (sigh) have just become too big and puffy for them – and Q finally put his foot down (no pun intended) yesterday. It’s a sad, sad day for me, and I hope Sesame (who, presumedly, will like shopping and clothes as much as me) will understand someday what I’ve sacrificed!
Happy Halloween, btw.
-M
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October 31st, 2006 14:14
What the hell are you wearing? I invite all commenters to guess. I think you are trying to dress as a gay moose. Right?
October 31st, 2006 14:48
None of us had a CLUE about the curious headdress that Michelle wore to last night’s gathering. Two or three times we asked her about it. Each time, she’d respond with a blank stare, then she’d flutter her eyelids and launch into a diatribe about Q’s inability to remember the “right” way to put the toilet paper in the holder. It was really weird. Every 30 minutes or so, she’d stop talking altogether. She’d make this high-pitched eeeeeeeeeeh sound, like she was channeling a dog whistle. (Thats what she’s doing in the photo.) Then she’d yell, “Brett! I’m wide open!” She’d sit with her eyes closed for another couple of seconds, than–presto–she’d jump right back into our conversation like she’d never left it.
All of us are still completely stumped. Is this some sort of gestational Wisconson abberation? Is the headdress something that’s been passed down through generations of pregnant Brandts? If you have any insights, please, please share them with us. We all love Michelle and we’re most eager to understand any and all of her altered states.
October 31st, 2006 16:46
Maybe she came as Sesame at the last moment of being delivered breach.
October 31st, 2006 16:47
I wasn’t there, but was going to guess Placenta!
October 31st, 2006 19:59
I know. It’s a shower. Get it? She was at a shower! and she has a towel and they look like shower-heads. On her head. Get it? Yeah, it’s a shower.
November 1st, 2006 09:02
You all have no imagination. I will tell you what Michelle is dressed as…..A cloud, with a head sticking from it and a towel thrown around the shoulders to cover her from the possibility of rain drops which might ruin her hair do. Then, of course, there is the possibility that her imagination is beyond ours and she decided that a lamb looks cute like a person with a cloud and a towel…..etc.