A couple weekends ago, I had my first shower in Louisville and third shower overall. Dana Fuchs had a personal shower for me, and kept the embarrassment to a minimum. It was a lot of fun. There was a boob cake, fondue, fleur-de-lis shaped chocolates, and lots of other goodies. Dana bought my favorite (and possibly only I like) wine, and she had punch and jello shots with whiskey. And yes, I actually had one of the jello shots. It burned in my chest. So obviously the food and drink made an impression on me.
I can’t really talk about my gifts, but I got a lot of fun stuff, sexy and comfy. And now it’s all hidden in my trousseau until the honeymoon.
We also played games. Kyle and I came up with statements about ourselves that people had to guess which one of us it was about. My friends learned that I love comic books and graphic novels and Kyle has beautiful hands. Kyle comprehends time zones better than me, and I get too emotionally attached during UofL sporting events. And lots of other fun stuff. Then everyone wrote stories/conversations about/between Kyle and me using different foods, such as Yoohoo. Those, along with little notes from everyone, went into a jar that Dana sealed that Kyle and I aren’t allowed to open until our one-year anniversary. The last game was Dana asking me questions about Kyle that he had answered earlier. Each time I got one wrong, I had to put a piece of gum in my mouth. I got 6 wrong, but 7 right. I knew that Kyle would save his computer if he had to choose one thing to save from a fire (besides me). But I didn’t know know he would take his iPhone (since he doesn’t have one) on a deserted island (again excluding me as a choice).
The shower was a lot of fun. A lot of my bridesmaids got to come to this one, and all my friends in Louisville. They all told me not to write them thank-you cards, so if you all read this, thanks for all my gifts! And thanks so much, Dana, for throwing it!