That’s what Jay asked when he came out from the girls’ room at naptime this afternoon.
“I walked in there and they started smacking their own butts saying, ‘I’m spanking myself, I’m spanking myself!'”
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Strong-willed…wouldn’t you say?
As I begin to write this post, it is a quarter to 8 p.m. Melody has been in her time-out chair since about 5:30. Continue reading
Have you met…?
I’ve heard of “wedding crashers” before; yes, even before the movie. I’d never thought to apply the term to anybody who shows up uninvited to a party. The “crashers” part.
I was at a 10th anniversary celebration Friday night. That’s where this story comes from. Apparently (before I arrived) there was this barefoot guy wandering around the pavilion/gazebo thing, and nobody knew who he was. Bride asked various friends who he was/here with, and nobody knew.
Finally one of them went independently to the young man and asked, “May I introduce you to the bride and groom?”
I love it.
When the 10-years-married bride approached him herself he looked at her a little funny (she was wearing a tiara of small flowers, but her dress was a simple sundress). “Are you the bride?” he asked, hesitantly.
“Yes,” she said, almost as surprised to be addressed that way. “Yes I am.”
“Nobody knew who he was,” she told me later. “I was just going over to introduce myself.”
He left shortly afterwards. I have to wonder if he was full or had been shamed into leaving. And I’ll have to remember that line about “introducing.” Good stuff, that.
Hosting
We had some old friends over for dinner last night. Lovely evening.
Really, they’re quite different from us (Lifestyle-wise: They exercise for entertainment and grind their own flour), but they have kids our kids’ age (ish), and they’re very gracious people. We have a lot of fun talking with them.
The last time we had them over was for Christmas, but the wife asked me (I don’t know where this came from) if we have people over often. I thought about it and said we have a series of people we try to rotate through, to make sure we see everyone eventually, but this week was the first time we’ve had more than one night with guests.
She then asked if I had trouble deciding what to serve company. I laughed. I rarely make a meal that will serve less-than six or eight people. So when we have visitors, I just make something I always do, and we have fewer left-overs.
The husband looked at his wife and said, “That sounds familiar.”
It’s done.
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