I know that it wasn't a total disaster. It was just the making them wait for the food that bothered me, and I was flustered when they walked through the door rather than pulled together and in control.
I've tried to march in the Slayer Pride Parade ...
Joyce ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
sj - Sep 18, 2008 5:56:26 pm PDT #5975 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Beverly - Sep 18, 2008 5:58:29 pm PDT #5976 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I'm sure they were charmed that you cared so much, sj, rather than being all perfect and blase (just imagine that accent mark there) about it.
beth b - Sep 18, 2008 6:03:41 pm PDT #5977 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
There should always be some time before dinner to chat and relax
SailAweigh - Sep 18, 2008 6:05:16 pm PDT #5978 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Finger food can always fill in if the wait is more than you feel comfortable with. I try to keep olives, cheese and crackers on hand for that reason.
vw bug - Sep 18, 2008 6:17:42 pm PDT #5979 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Pix, I just e-mailed you about your request.
Cashmere - Sep 18, 2008 6:21:41 pm PDT #5980 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
happy birthday, erika!
WindSparrow - Sep 18, 2008 10:09:47 pm PDT #5981 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
What life is like at our house in the small hours: We were watching School House Rocks vids on YouTube, then Daniel mocked Harvey by voicing the cat's supposed thoughts in the manner of a pepperpot woman; This was followed by a discussion of the medicinal properties of sugar free ice cream, and then plotting to sing "Conjunction Junction" at karaoke.
X-posty.
hippocampus - Sep 18, 2008 10:44:16 pm PDT #5982 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
Ok who else is awake?
javachik - Sep 18, 2008 10:45:15 pm PDT #5983 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I am, Sox, but I wish I were not.
I hope the Melatonin kicks in soon.
hippocampus - Sep 18, 2008 11:09:12 pm PDT #5984 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
ditto javachick.
I'm trying to figure out how I can get through the next couple of days without losing it. I am feeling like a terrible houseguest. I had to ask my friends mother to turn the tv down a little because they had it up at 39 and it's right over iris' bed and I couldn't get her to sleep because she kept hearing monsters. And I've been dodging letting the mom use my laptop again to check her email a second time because she has an iPhone and when she used the laptop earlier she was on it for ever and took a whole bunch of anti Obama quizzes that left popups and junk everywhere. She is furious with me. I've cooked and/ or helped cook several meals, spent almost 500$ for groceries (11 ppl here and they woukdnt let me chip for the room) and brought a hostess gift that she swooned over. I've kept iris quiet as a mouse in the am. My friend is being very sweet and saying not to worry about it but I keep going over other things I can do to either smooth the situation or just make it out alive. I figure I can do another meal if I can think of something to cook tonight.
I'm making it all drama I know. It has been really good to see my friend as we only get toghether every 4 years or so. And the place is gorgeous. And iris is having a blast.