I was invited to a luncheon by an individual from the dog park. When asked if the time was good for me I responded with,"I have children" to which another lady piped in, "she has children she doesn't do adult luncheons." Well after the invitee loudly proclaimed that Emma is more than welcome to come and she would love to have us, it was settled.
And since I am a sucker for humor I went yesterday to my very first adult luncheon.
Now i had in my head that this luncheon consisted of all the dog park regulars and therefore it must include the dogs. So I proceeded to place Emma in the stroller and Hawthorne on the leash (she lives close to me) and did a harrowing walk to her house only to discover that I was the only one to bring my dog and a child. The hostess was great and did not miss a beat, so happy to have her dogs brother here and lets just place him in the dog run with his sister. Sounds like everything should be fine except that Hawthorne did not want to be apart from me and proceeded to do his whining/cry bark the entire time we were there.
At one point another lady approached me and said, "it must be like when one of your children are crying it just breaks your heart to hear them."
I had to bite my tongue to keep from responding that the only thing that is going to be breaking is my beloved dog's neck if he does not shut up and there is nothing about my child crying that remotely comes close to my dog whining. First and foremost one is a dog and the other is a child.
The luncheon was entertaining with half the group solely talking about their dogs (really what else is there to talk about) and the other half some very interesting characters, which brings me to the title of this blog. Good for you
Now during the course of the afternoon it came out that I was Jewish to which a red headed lady responded with, "Good for you" I felt like turning to her and asking if her hair is naturally red, only to respond with "Good for you." Or to ask her if she goes up to every black person and tell them, "Good for you for being black." For some reason this lovely lady who used the same quote (good for you) to me being Jewish and another lady's recount of saving rabbits, got it into her head that being Jewish must also mean that I am a vegetarian. The look on her face of disappointment kept my reaction in check with only 4 or 5 statements of reassurance that I love my meat. Could you imagine the reaction if I told her that I love bacon, on everything.
Anyhow the conversations went on between one health nut, one coexist (open minded, tolerance of everyone's individuality except close minded people) one older lady of five children (the youngest is a couple years older than me) who was very opinionated about the importance of home-schooling, the owner of two aggressive bulldogs who was aware of their aggressiveness and very defensive of anyone who had anything negative to say about her dogs/babies, a friend of the hostess whose dog does not like the dog park, and a couple who own a great dane and recruited me into their argument that if they had a child than the dog would have to go, right? Mainly cause their dog is so consuming (he is the size of a mini horse or bigger) and they just could not give themselves to both the child and the dog fairly. And then there was myself and Emma.
Yep I had fun sitting back and listening to this concoction of characters making up these conversations but the line that sticks out was when I overheard one lady state, "whoever said that man should not live by bread alone" to prove a point about something regarding the dogs.
Um Hunny, that would be Jesus and if you are going to be quoting people you might want to check who said what.
And since I am a sucker for humor I went yesterday to my very first adult luncheon.
Now i had in my head that this luncheon consisted of all the dog park regulars and therefore it must include the dogs. So I proceeded to place Emma in the stroller and Hawthorne on the leash (she lives close to me) and did a harrowing walk to her house only to discover that I was the only one to bring my dog and a child. The hostess was great and did not miss a beat, so happy to have her dogs brother here and lets just place him in the dog run with his sister. Sounds like everything should be fine except that Hawthorne did not want to be apart from me and proceeded to do his whining/cry bark the entire time we were there.
At one point another lady approached me and said, "it must be like when one of your children are crying it just breaks your heart to hear them."
I had to bite my tongue to keep from responding that the only thing that is going to be breaking is my beloved dog's neck if he does not shut up and there is nothing about my child crying that remotely comes close to my dog whining. First and foremost one is a dog and the other is a child.
The luncheon was entertaining with half the group solely talking about their dogs (really what else is there to talk about) and the other half some very interesting characters, which brings me to the title of this blog. Good for you
Now during the course of the afternoon it came out that I was Jewish to which a red headed lady responded with, "Good for you" I felt like turning to her and asking if her hair is naturally red, only to respond with "Good for you." Or to ask her if she goes up to every black person and tell them, "Good for you for being black." For some reason this lovely lady who used the same quote (good for you) to me being Jewish and another lady's recount of saving rabbits, got it into her head that being Jewish must also mean that I am a vegetarian. The look on her face of disappointment kept my reaction in check with only 4 or 5 statements of reassurance that I love my meat. Could you imagine the reaction if I told her that I love bacon, on everything.
Anyhow the conversations went on between one health nut, one coexist (open minded, tolerance of everyone's individuality except close minded people) one older lady of five children (the youngest is a couple years older than me) who was very opinionated about the importance of home-schooling, the owner of two aggressive bulldogs who was aware of their aggressiveness and very defensive of anyone who had anything negative to say about her dogs/babies, a friend of the hostess whose dog does not like the dog park, and a couple who own a great dane and recruited me into their argument that if they had a child than the dog would have to go, right? Mainly cause their dog is so consuming (he is the size of a mini horse or bigger) and they just could not give themselves to both the child and the dog fairly. And then there was myself and Emma.
Yep I had fun sitting back and listening to this concoction of characters making up these conversations but the line that sticks out was when I overheard one lady state, "whoever said that man should not live by bread alone" to prove a point about something regarding the dogs.
Um Hunny, that would be Jesus and if you are going to be quoting people you might want to check who said what.
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