OK, you guys are so good for the ego. Me? Thoughtful? Aw, shucks. I really felt like a big old donkey's ass, walking into that office. You people are the thoughtful ones to make me feel so good.
Unlike, alas, my dear sister, who, as several of you said, seems to be throwing the party she wants instead of one I, and I'm guessing most of the guests, would enjoy. Well, if she ever gets knocked up again (and even at 39 the chances are still pretty good, what with her completely over-the-top fertility, of which I am still seethingly jealous), at least I'll know how to throw her the shower she'd want, since I'll have the rose-and-pale-green floral blueprint.
For smiling through the shower, there is to be a very special reward on Saturday evening, which I am looking forward to most profoundly. I will tell you about it when we return. All I can say for now is, Wooooooot!