Tonight I am accidentally having 22 for dinner. No, make that 23 because I just invited a student who is an amateur photographer to come and take photos of the event. I think 23 for dinner qualifies as an event. And a dog. I forgot the dog. And of course, our very own Walter the cat who has been hiding in the closet since the family with the dog came to stay.
We are having wieners. Not wieners exclusively. But mostly wieners. Varieties of wieners. A big fire. Some bent hangers and a watermelon. Not only a watermelon. A watermelon alongside some other sides. And hamburgers. But not only hamburgers. Just enough hamburgers for those who are too good for wieners.
I'll let you know how it goes. In a case like this I think the most important thing to do is to release control... just nudge the evening a little bit and watch it roll downhill. And hire a house cleaner tomorrow. A house cleaner named Big Steve is what I can afford. 'sall good!
4 comments:
I will bring my vegan hotdogs so I can eat. ;) Don't let me forget my tripod! (I know, you're brain is not equipped for reminders, but make sure anyway!)
your accidental 22 person dinner reminds me of the time my sister accidentally cut all her eyebrows off......tragic.
tam
ha! :)
plus, you are looking beautiful in your profile pic... :)
xo
I was one of the 23...or was it 24?! That came to dinner! It was WONDERFUL! You should have accidental dinners for 23 people more often! -kirsten
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