Ever have one of those weekends that when you think back over it, makes you laugh at all the random weirdness? Here's the first installment.
Friday night we attended a 40th birthday party for a friend of my husband. They know each other through sports and the gym, so while they speak frequently, they really don't know each other that well. At any rate, my husband bought a card and was going to take some of his home brew beer, just to be nice. Unfortunately, he never quite got around to getting that part together, and as it was a no gift event, we went with just card in hand. Which turned out to be a good thing, seeing as how they don't drink and there wasn't a drop of alcohol being served. Which is totally fine, we have no problem with that. It just made me cringe at the social awkwardness there would have been had he showed up with a big growler of beer in hand. Phew! The Godiva cheesecake made me forget about the near miss pretty quickly... absolutely chocolate heaven!!
Saturday, after a morning debacle of rescheduled baseball games being canceled again, I attended a graduation for the massage students I've taught classes to over the last year. One of the speaking teachers went around the room and asked the families of these students to comment on the changes they'd seen in their family member-student over the year. Basically it was an opportunity for the families to say they were proud, etc. Many of them had been practice bodies over the year and commented on the improvement in skills.
Three quarters of the way through the room, the father of one of the twenty-something students says, in a booming voice, "Well, *Amy's never given me a massage, and she likely never will. It's just a personal thing for me." Awkward silence filled the room as everyone digested this totally unnecessary comment before he went on to say he was glad she found something to "stick with". I might add, she was valedictorian, and is exceptionally brilliant. Just sayin'.
While at the graduation, one of the other teachers was there with her three week old baby, that I got to hold and snuggle for a good solid twenty minutes before she was scooped up by someone else. Baby love!!! Itty bitty fingers and toes and lips and nose!!! However, I overheard the mom telling a couple of other teachers that they go diaperless at home because she is using the Infant Potty Training method. I wish her well.
Hope your weekend was good. Or at least entertaining. I have more happenings coming tomorrow. It was a full weekend...
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7 comments:
I know more and more people who don't consume alcohol. It might be part of the fitnesss thing.
I've been in a few awkward situations myself. Some of them created by me. Dang.
Infant Potty Training? I read that link and I agree wth you. Good luck with that.
Diaperless infant training? Yeah, good luck. Never even heard of it.
1. Call me a judgy bitch, but those infant potty trainers are a weird ass bunch.
2. Did they not tell anyone it was a dry party? Seems kind of rude to leave that out especially since people often DO ignore the no gift rule and bring beer or a bottle of wine... at least in our circle of friends.
Infant potty training. So glad I'm too old to know of such silliness. Diaper,feed, hold,rock,coo and smile. That's baby love for me. Oh yea.
No alcohol? Ouch.
It's funny to read your story and then Michelle's comment. My husband and I don't drink and neither of us ever has, so I think we wouldn't think to tell anyone that it was a "dry" party. I have actually been given wine as a gift before and just thanked the person and later regifted it to someone I knew would enjoy it. Really no big deal. Sometimes I have the opposite worry, though, when we decline alcohol and then the host/hostess wonders if we'll be offended because they're drinking. We're not. :0)
That was such an inappropriate comment that guy made. Really weird.
I'm glad you got some baby snuggles in!
I have never heard of infant training, sounds crazy to me!
I don't drink often and when I do it's a drink or two and my husband likes to drink once every two weeks. I'm only bothered by other people drinking if they are getting trashed and sloppy.
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