The Neighbor--Dilemma
Regular readers will recall Topiary's neighbor, whose husband hit on her and whose wife, presuming Something Went On (which it didn't) seemed to drop the friendship.So imagine Topiary's surprise when a ringy-dingy from the wife was received yesterday, with an invite not only to stop by that day (which Topiary did) but also an invite for Christmas Dinner.
Now, Topiary does not have any competing invites for the Special Day...but feels rather uneasy:
-it's hard being the only "non-relative" at festive celebrations;
-it would be nice to chat with wife, and daughter, but won't be nice to have to chat to husband;
-the food will be good;
-they are all book-and-movie people so there will be things to talk about;
-absence of competing invitations.
Hmmm. What to do. What to do.
Has the wife decided her suspicions were unfounded? Has she decided to be friends anyway? Will slimeball husband keep his distance?
Enquiring Cows want to know whether to accept for Christmas or not.
Moo!
posted by The Topiary Cow at
8:52 AM
13 Comments:
Do you like the food served at their house?
That's the decider
I would talk to her first before saying yes.
I would wash my babyitter's hair that day. Or develop a really bad sore throat. I'm a coward.
It doesn't sound very promising, Ms Cow, but maybe they've kissed and made up.
I would go. She was probably a bit offhand with you because you dumped her husband as a handy man rather than because he hit on you. As for being in the same room as him and possibly having to converse, well, let it be his problem and not yours.
Good food, good company, good conversation and a few drinks on Christmas day are better than staying home.
Then again, I would never let a man spoil my day and on principle I would just go.
what do YOU want to do? to me, it kind of sounds like you'd like to go?
i like spending holidays by myself -- sleeping late, going to movies, napping, watching game shows, reading for hours in the bath tub. i can be a little socially awkward. and my eating disorder isn't in love with the big food holidays. but that's me. i'm a little scroogey.
if you're like many, many other people, you'd prefer an outgoing holiday with good friends and good food.
if you go, and don't like it, acquire a migraine/stomach ache/ringing ear/or narcolepsy.
Stay at the pasture and invite some cows over, graze amongst yourselves!
ah yes, I remember that neighbor. I'd go, could make for a fun story and we all like a fun story....
It sounds like you want to go, and the invite may be in the way of an apology for the earlier cold shoulder. And you won't have to do the washing-up.
Cow graciously thanks all for such thoughtful comments.
The great thing about the blogs and those who post comments, are the views and perspectives that Cow would not have thought of herself, being shared.
Thank you all for your thoughts, and Cow will let you know what she decides.
Moo!
Go. Drink too much. Tell embarassing stories. Cry. Tell everyone there "I love you, man!" Vomit in husband's lap.
No really, it will be fun.
I agree with Linda.
i am late in reading this post and chiming in my two cents worth.
i would of said "don't go"
but
i heartily back meno's plan...
deb
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