We have spent the day doing stuff at work and talking dirty to each other. Mind you, we NEVER do this. We usually just flirt a little and get work done, but today we've been all-out perverts.

Maybe it's that the wedding is coming and we said we'd take the week off, but all I want to do is rip his clothes off and kiss him all over a lot.

I'm kind of peeved at Pauline. She apparently was disappointed at how the shower went, and still refuses to really let me know what got up her ass about it. I thought it went great and everyone seemed to have a great time, but she was saying how Angelina, her 12 year old, was bored. All I could think is: "tough shit." It was my shower, not Angelina's and the purpose of the shower was not to entertain Angelina, but to celebrate the coming of my baby. And just because it didn't go the way Pauline thought it should, doesn't mean that people didn't have fun.

Pauline said she didn't feel like the hostess, but frankly, she didn't act like it either. Karen and I paid for everything, not Pauline, but Pauline had all these grandiose ideas, and Karen and I didn't want to deal with them because we'd have to do it, not her. And the final straw was when she left a half hour earlier than it was supposed to end, per the invitation.

And then when I had to get gifts for the games we had planned, I took her friend, Mary Jo with me and the woman is some kind of impulsive buying fiend from hell. We were trying to go to See's Candy's but they were closed, so we ended up at one of these new age incense, smelly candle and soap shops and I put together "gift bags." Mary Jo was flitting all over the place and suggesting that I buy hostess gifts and stuff, angling for something for Pauline, but when I started to think about it, I realized that Pauline, while she'd helped some, had left most of the party stuff to me and Karen. I kept telling Mary Jo politely, that I really couldn't afford it, even though that wasn't it. I just wasn't in a mood to afford it because I'd already coughed up so much.

I'd paid for, made and addressed all the invitations. I tracked down who was coming and who wasn't; Pauline hadn't even called Karen to let her know how many were coming, only to let her know what supplies we were to pick up (and pay for). I had had to track down who was coming, so Karen knew what to expect.

For an after lunch party, she'd wanted to make a roast and then had asked Karen if she knew how to cook one. (Karen has been a card-carrying vegetarian for years!)Karen and I talked her out of it, but that meant we needed something else, so I made vegetarian lasagna. Several vegetarians were coming and we had already talked about a deli tray, for the carnivores. Pauline said she'd make a green salad and didn't. Pauline helped me make the lasagna, but again, I bought all the ingredients and then had to listen the whole time about how she missed Steve and wished she was home. She did bring some streamers and balloons and a bowl of salsa. (Karen and I bought the chips.) I also bought some helium balloons though because I wanted them, which she said were "unnecessary." I figured if I'm paying for stuff anyhow, I might as well have what I want, because it was what the queen of the party wanted, so nyah.

I figure we'll talk and work it out in a few days, but I'm still peeved with her. And I know Mary Jo has been doing this green-eyed monster thing that's pretty high schoolish because she's been jealous of our relationship, so I'm just letting Pauline be and I figure we'll talk it out soon enough.

Well, Pauline called and we talked and she said she'd been by all day. I felt bad for being all crabby about things for the past few days and said something about that everyone I'd spoken to had had a really nice time at the party, including me and that she shouldn't worry about whether it was a success because I really thought that everyone felt it was.

She admitted that she'd been kind of bored in her life and had a lot of expectations, which may or may not have been reasonable. At least, it wasn't about me any more to her. I said that she shouldn't worry because several people commented to me about how much fun they had. So things are better. I'm still feeling kind of hurt, but I'll get over it.