keep passing the open windows

The blogger bash was Saturday night. I brought my friend Laura because she owed me big time from an incidence that went something like this:

“The German”
Several years ago Laura was fixed up with this priggish german guy and made me come along on the date. The date, during which, I swear to God, she did not say a word the ENTIRE time. So I was obliged in my hostess-y way to try and make the night go well. (because, you know, it is my job at any gathering to make sure everyone is having fun, even if it’s not at my house, or not actually my date!)
The conversation went something like this:
Me: In the US we always hear that people in other
countries think we are dumb, uneducated.

“The German:” Yes, in my country we read Proust; we
can recite Shakespeare and not just the trite
comedies.

Me: Ahhh… Have you read any VC Andrews? Those
“flowers in the attic” books are mighty fine.

“TG:” In Germany everyone speaks four languages
fluently.

Me: I took German in high school… Eins, Schwie,
Dri, quatro, cinco, seis, (See, and I even speak a
little Mexican, too)

“TG:” Americans are just so common, no manners,
imbeciles basically.

Me: Du Bist Eine Grosse Schweine Schite!! (my one
German phrase, “You look like big pig shit”)

A delightful time was had by all.

Back to the blogger bash. My impressions:

Anon E. Mouse brought two of his kids and they were well behaved cuties. He is a very nice guy.

PeoriaIllinoisan has a lovely wife. The prettiest hair ever and great smile, too. PI is also very personable and obviously smart.

Diane Vespa has a way with people. She is one of those “can talk to anybody” kinds of people and can make anyone feel at home.

James and Theresa were very nice and have a smiley baby. Theresa mills her own wheat, which still alternately fills me with admiration and makes me wonder about her sanity.

Lastly, Chef Kevin- he is a cutie, with such a relaxed, at ease attitude. I was really nervous about going to a party and not knowing anyone (hence finally, after all these years, calling in the “german” chit) but I would have been fine without my companion. Of course, I would have been hanging on Chef Kevin’s coattails all night pestering him with cooking questions, so maybe it was good that she was there.

It was a lovely evening and the food was really good; Chef Kevin has a great view of the river and a really nice house.

If only Peoria Pundit, Lollygaggin and Eyebrows could have been there, the night would have been complete.

A delightful time was had by all.
(for real this time)

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