Shower

Attended the first of two showers for the bride to be of my little brother this weekend. It was held at a house on an absolutely stunning piece of property on Hingham harbor with lots of big, beautiful trees. I love trees.

Highlights of the evening included the cupcakes, which were made with a really fabulous smooth and delicious icing, giant tasty cocktail shrimp, and listening to Dr. Moo tell two pregnant ladies who were there to call her if they needed to be induced; she'd drive up from VT and give them the shot for free.

Moo and McMumsy slept over at Chateau McPolack; the next morning Moo threw a wadded-up napkin at my cat and then rushed home to Tess the Wonder Hound, who had gone on a hunger strike over being left home alone with PolackPappy.

Tonight the parents are picking up a brand-new corgi, a fat two-year old who was returned by his previous owners for being naughty. McMumsy was thinking about naming him Russell Crowe, because he's a bad boy, but is now leaning more toward Hugh, a Welsh name and also the name of one of the great grandparents.