These are my daughters (in law); I got 'em both this year, thanks to Clint and Drew. (I'll do another blog post about their weddings. Probably. Some day.) I think they're both just so wonderful.
I love these young women and really wanted my friends to meet them.
I love my friends, and really wanted my girls to meet THEM.
So Shelly offered her home as the gathering place, Sandra and Val offered to help. Others offered to bring food and just like that, an event was planned.
Needing to add something to the afternoon (naturally), (because bringing together a couple dozen strangers isn't awkward enough), I suggested everyone bring a "GOOD IDEA" to share. Haha. (And all the introverts started looking for excuses to stay away.)
I explained that, years ago, in a galaxy far, far away (Murrayville), I'd hosted a 'Good Ideas' party (in my own house because I had one) and it was one of my favorite gatherings. I LOVE it when people (OK, women, I love it when women) share their hard fought wisdom about things.
Things like tips on housekeeping, how to pack for a month-long trip taking only a purse, what holiday traditions are standing the test of time, and so on. I have been mightily inspired by the presentations (that's a strong word... although some friends DID have presentations) ... by the ideas that were shared.
(Get to the point already, Jane.)
(I started this blog post at noon. It's now 11 pm. I wrote a sentence then realized the sun was shining. So I sat on my deck. For three hours. Making to do lists for other days. The only thing I was going to do today was load the dishwasher and WRITE A BLOG POST. ( I was at a funeral on Friday, and ran into an old acquaintance who asked, "are you still writing?" I realized I really wanted to but I think I forgot how. So today was going to be the day that I wrote about an easy thing to write about. ...) And what have I done instead of writing? Planned a pie baking day. Planned a birthday gathering. Accepted a couple invitations. Cleaned one shelf and one drawer in my fridge, then got bored. Will finish the rest of the fridge the next time I decide to write. I wiped one half of the baking shelf in my pantry. See above re: boredom. I did all my laundry. I baked a batch of brownies. Took the garbage for a walk to the underground garbage room with no make-up on. Emailed some photos from my phone to my laptop and challenged myself to figure out a more efficient way to move photos from an iphone to a dell computer at some point in the future.)
I have two things left to do.
Load the dishwasher. Write this post.
I am so tempted to turn the TV on.
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OK. (Stop overthinking Jane. JUST start,)
The party started an hour late because there were two accidents on the #1 freeway, eastbound (and can I say how much that stretch of pavement has been a constant source of whining for me this year? HOLYhannahbanana... Half my life has been spent going 2 miles per hour on that road because of construction or collisions or volume). Kate Bowler, Kelley Corrigan and Michael Lewis have been my companions this summer, and their riveting conversations have kept me sane and, dare I say, interesting? Yes. I believe I am a teensy bit more fascinating to talk to because of their podcasts.
So I was a little anxious about well, things starting off poorly because I hadn't really planned for a delay. But I did have an icebreaker game, which helped me feel better about 20 people waiting for the show to begin.
That aside, it was a lovely afternoon. And the point of this blog post is to share some of the good ideas that were mentioned on Sunday. (Phew; took me long enough to get here.) (This absolutely needs an edit.)
(While I haven't been tested, and it's not official or anything, apparently it's a given. I have ADHD. As evidenced by this writing style, and my absolute dependence on lists and calendars and post it notes and coil bound journals and file cards.)
In no particular order, with random photos inserted so you're not faced with a wall of text:
- it is advisable to have separate bathrooms (oh, I should mention, some friends' good ideas came out as marriage advice). Apparently you will never regret this decision.
- get/find/have a dermatologist that you trust and see him/her every year for a complete body check.
- accept that your husband is going to say and do things that embarrass you every time you're in public or with friends. A good rule of thumb as to whether or not you need to talk to him about it, is to decide would you be embarrassed if he did/said this thing to you on a desert island where no one else could observe his behavior? If it wouldn't be as annoying on a private, secluded, tropical beach then let it go. BUT if it would still be embarrassing or wrong - then yes, maybe a lil talk with your man is in order. (I can't remember ... they love these conversations, yes?)
- start a book club. It's such a good idea. (This was my offering to the afternoon...) Ours started with Sandra and I each inviting two friends and asking those friends to each invite a friend. And just like that (it only takes a spark ...) we had ten reading enthusiasts at our first meeting. We had some rules that we dropped within a year, and we have had people come and go as their situations evolved, but after 17 years, we're still going strong. There are 7 of us. This is how ours' works:
- any/every one can suggest a book. They don't need to have read it first. If we get a lot/too many suggestions, we may vote on which titles we want to read, OR we choose them all and read them in the coming months.
- the person who suggested the book, leads the discussion. Which usually means they move us through the Book Club Discussion Questions found online. Sometimes if the author is particularly interesting, some additional tidbits/factoids will be shared and we will be duly impressed.
- Hosting is on a volunteer basis. We rotate between the living rooms of those who are OK with it.
- Providing snacks (nothing fancy, usually a baked item) is also a volunteer thingy. So far we haven't starved on book club night.



























