infant precipitation

Can I just say that I don’t particularly like baby showers?
At church, I am responsible for throwing them, and in general it isn’t all that bad because not only did I place a complete moratorium on games, but there is generally enough work to be done that I can stay disengaged from the whole thing.
I do however loathe going to them as an attendee. I have a very difficult time sitting there oohing and aahhhing gifts that other people bought at Target or the black hole that is Babies r Us.
I also despise being a participant in baby shower games that include candy bars in diapers, baby pictures, or umbrellas.
Plus, not having children of my own, I just don’t care right now.
Recently I was invited to a shower for a friend’s wife. She is generally a very lovely person, however I find her difficult to talk to. All we have ever talked about is her undying love of makeup and hair, and her asking me when I was going to try to get pregnant again. To make matters worse, she and her husband were invited to the party I threw for my husband’s birthday – they came, ate, socialized…and barely spoke to me at all. Barely a hello, not a thank you. Nothing. And now, I am invited to her party so I can bring her a $20 baby bottle warmer. Sorry, but no thank you.
Luckily, I had already made plans to go skiing and drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of Polish food. A much better use of my time.