I don't care if you're having a baby, adopting a baby, or babysitting - it's a goddamned minefield out there when it comes to taking care of one. I knew there was a reason (besides fear)(and terror)(of you-know-what happening) why I haven't exactly explored the world of baby items, and good god, just going on Ebay to look at stuff is making my head spin.
Apparently, I don't know what the hell is what. Frex, I thought that bassinets were basins you wash your kid in (okay, we actually planned on using the bathroom sink for this, cuz it's really big, mostly because I ordered the wrong size), but I am wrong, wrong, wrong. It's a world of froufy crap, frills and lace and canopies - honestly, who cares? That's just more stuff for dust to get on, if you know what I mean.
Maybe I'm too pragmatic? I just don't see the point...I, I am clearly doomed.
Dooooooooooomed, I tell you!
Of course, I was the same way at my wedding. We got married at the Aberdeen Registry Office for a whopping $160 (pub crawl afterwards was $500). To be honest, I wasn't happy with the fit of my outfit, my TMJ was unbelievably painful, I hated being the center of attention and quite honestly, I would have been happier signing a contract in a lawyer's office. Mr. Oro looked fantastic in his kilt, though!
Oro, the overwhelmed
ETA: speaking of Scotland, here's the Starbucks I used to go to frequently. There were two in downtown, but this one (first floor only, alas) had the better view. I used to sit on the couch next to the window to the left of the door and watch passersby. And here's Dunrobin, the Disney Castle. Trust me, it's far more fantastic on the inside than on the outside. Crathes Castle, about an hour (by bus) outside of Aberdeen, is the most homey, comfy castle I've ever been in, the only one I could happily live in. If you get the chance, Cawdor Castle is lovely, too, and there are gardens everywhere you go. I never got to Eilean Donan, but surely it's got to be one of the most romantic, I mean, look at it!