When I returned to work a little over a year ago, I started working very closely with an amazing woman named Ngia. (Pronounced NEE-uh.) She and I are night & day, oil & water but we get along well, travel well and we're a great team at work.
She's about ready - any second - to give birth to her first baby, a little girl to be named Olivia. I was lucky enough to throw her a little baby bash this past Saturday.
We nibbled on chicken salad and egg rolls.
Drank 3 pitchers of Sangria.
Decorated onesies (and found out that most of Ngia's friends, coworkers and her 46 sisters are very creative).
Learned way too much about Ngia's nipples.
And wished Ngia well.
(Then after everyone left, I finally ate my piece of well-deserved cake.)