Waiting & Scheming

Waiting sucks. Really really sucks. It would be one thing if no one knew... but knowing that someone knows & me not being on the list is not awesome. 

Despite the fact that it was Hubby's fault that we had to wait longer, it was a good thing he was thousands of miles & a 3 hour time difference away. I think that if we had to wait together, we would have driven each other crazy with our guessing. Instead, I got to work on driving P insane. I kind of behaved myself... I could have been worse. MUCH worse. 

P&S were very diligent about keeping their secret. I knew up front that P was never going to be an easy nut to crack BUT S had possibilities. I might have be able to get it out of S... If I had face to face time... I came close to convincing myself after my dr appt on Tuesday to just show up on her doorstep. Lucky for her, I had the dogs stuck at home waiting for me & lots of traffic between me and the wilderness and I might not do traffic well...

I figured I had one chance with P and I blew it too early via text message. I figured my best and only chance would be to bring up the name war & see if there were any twinkles... A very innocent mention of Amelia Mae or Elijah...but there are no twinkles visible on my phone & now she was prepared. Darn my impatience!!!

I did get something out of them. P was planning on going out to S's house in the wilderness, but T came down with the plague, so they had to divvy up the tasks. S was responsible for the reveal & P for decorations & such. After much convincing, P agreed to let me help with making the bee's that would be used for guests to cast their votes (but only because S told her that it was not a question of can... I should be helping). 

Our adventure started with the gathering of supplies & decorations (she convinced me that we only needed one confetti -yellow bees won over teal 'baby love's- & I convinced her that we needed both ceiling hanging decorations...). Supplies in hand, we got to work. Both being perfectionists, it took us a long time to get started. Lots of tests & experiments then refining...before production could even begin.

During this whole thing I kept hearing *do-doop* *do-doop* often times followed by a smile & laugh. After lots of sighing and looks on my part I had to take matters into my own hands... They were killing me!!  

Group Message: S&P

K: Your killin me smalleses!!

S responds to P only: Ugh! I feel so guilty. (Which P relays)

K: You should feel guilty! No talking your way out of that one girls...

S: I do (crying face)

K: Good

After this, P&S have a side conversation debating on what they can show me... going back and forth about what & how & who. It is finally decided that they are going to tell me about the reveal, I get to see a picture of the reveal cupcakes, but S gets to send it to me. 

It wasn't the gender... but it was something. 

That night I dreamt of cupcakes, and woke up with the overwhelming feeling of girl... and hunger. 

I was not the only one out there fishing for information. My F-in-Law, D, was convinced that he could get it out of P. I knew that it was a battle he would lose, but it would definitely provide good entertainment. 

His attempts included:

Monday - Sending her manager to her to relay the message that "D says that you have something very important to tell him."

Tuesday - Post-it note from D: I was here. I will be back. You have information.

Response post-it from P: 5 more days. You have to wait just like everyone else. I will not cave.

D: Challenge Accepted.

Wednesday: Reprieve

Thursday - P goes in for the kill...

D: Have you come to to confess?

P walks past into his office, writes on the board "I know something you don't know"

D: Now you're just being mean.

P: You can thank Krissy for that, she told me I don't have to be nice to you.

D: Ya. She's right. I'm convinced that you don't really know, I think you have a sealed envelope & your just pretending to know. 

P: If that's what you think to make yourself to feel better. You tell yourself that. 

D: I'm great at keeping secrets.

P: No your not.

D: How do you know. You should try it. Right now.

P: I have it on good authority that if you know everyone will know.

Friday - 6:30 AM: Email from D's OA, N.

Subject: Just an idea...

It wouldn't be such a bad thing if he was having a granddaughter or grandson just one day early.

The suspense is killing him.

N.

Later an IM Conversation follows...

D: I sense, that you feel the need to share.

P: Sure, let me about my day. First I woke up, then I got ready for work, then I came here and started working on drawings...

D: What color is the frosting on the cupcakes?

P: I don't know you'll have to wait and see.

D: Ah-Ha! So there are cupcakes! 

P: That was not a secret. 

Scheming Fail. Boo.