this evening, i returned from work, triumphantly.
with the blue box.
you know what this means, right?
WE'RE HAVING A GIRL!!!
A MINI -B.G.!!!!!
WITH A LITTLE TIMMER MIXED IN!!!!!
of course, now you can tell that i wanted a girl. but, for the record, i would have adored a baby boy, too. in fact, in the long run a boy might have been better for my bank account--i don't know, i just find it harder to resist buying tiny little girl clothes. (and shoes! omg, the shoes.)
b.g. and timmer were totally convinced they were going to have a boy. (i think mostly because when b.g. and i were in key west in july a very old palm-reader guy told her that she was going to have two boys. to be honest, i was a little worried that it would turn out to be true--the thing is, i remember being at the palm reader and being really blown away by what he told me. unfortunately, i can't remember a damn thing he said. because i was drunk. yes, me. don't act all surprised. anyway, now that i know he wasn't spot-on in his predictions, i can stop mourning the loss of those memories. bonus.)
i really wish i could have seen the looks on their faces when the technician told them they were having a girl. seriously, that is a memory i wouldn't mind having. but they did a few re-enactments for me, so i guess that's good enough.
what i will always remember is how incredibly excited i was all day today. i had to go into work at 10:30, and they didn't show up until about 4. (their appointment was at 2.) while i waited, i paced around the restaurant like a lunatic, and watched out the window for their car. seriously, i found myself peeking out the window at 2:25. you know, just in case.
and remember the two boxes? i re-arranged them about four thousand times--one end of the bar to the other, on a table, on another table, on top of the red bull cooler, and back again. my boss was highly entertained.
but then they showed up and didn't tell us for 8 whole minutes!
i thought my head was going to explode.
in the end, the whole thing was completely perfect. both of our bosses were there, and we had j-flo on the phone. when they FINALLY decided to tell us the news, b.g. got up to pick a box. as she was walking over, our boss made a 'tubby-ass' joke of some kind. she responded i'm not tubby! i'm pregnant with a..., and then the trickster reached toward the blue box, and at the last minute reached over, grabbed the pink box, and shouted WITH A GIRL!!!!!!
oh my god, it was so awesome.
i'm just really glad that there wasn't anyone else in the restaurant at that time, so they didn't see me go completely nuts.
i yelled NO WAY!, and then OH MY GOD, SHE PICKED THE PINK BOX! SHE PICKED THE PINK BOX! OH MY GOD, PINK! PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK! oh yeah, and there was also the jumping and the dancing. and then we all did a celebratory shot, and we even let b.g. have a shot of sprite.
it was a good day.
it was a really, really good day.