My Fellow Inebriates,
If you follow The Waiting you already know that two are about to be three—i.e., the kid is coming.
I didn’t expect to become so caught up by The Waiting. We have kids at LBHQ, of course, from whom I usually hide. They are the reason my parents no longer party into the wee hours (if they ever did), the reason there are ponies everywhere, and the reason it’s taking us a million years to watch Breaking Bad.
So you wouldn’t think I’d be that excited about another crazy little girl bursting into the world.
But I am.
I even found some baby gifts.