Thursday, January 19, 2012
Maurice, Maurice, Maurice
I had invited the girls to lunch.
I had ordered the food last night for pick-up at 11:00 AM.
It was snowing when I got up at six--and snowing and snowing and snowing as I set the table. If I had been invited to lunch on a day that looked like this one was going to be, I would have cancelled; I'm a wus when it comes to driving in blizzard conditions.
Still, at ten o'clock, neither of the gals had called. I was in awe. My friends were obviously snow hearty drivers--one, a nurse, the other a gal who had lived her life in Kalamazoo (lots of lake effect snow there). She was no stranger to winter driving; maybe the lunch was still a go?
I gave the house a wipe and a polish. There's nothing like having company to get you moving on cleaning stuff you should have cleaned weeks ago.
Honey trekked out to pick up the Maurice salads and homemade chips at ten forty five. He would have made a great mailman.
My friend the nurse called around eleven. She'd been out and everybody was slipping and sliding all over the place. She was worried not about coming, but about going home. I understood. I gave her a snow-check.
I called Kalamazoo and told her the nurse had said it was treacherous out. Kalamazoo thought it might be a good idea to get back in her jammies and cancel her evening plans as well. I agreed. Snow-check all around.
At noon, the sun was shining, the snow was sparkling and the sky was a brilliant cobalt blue. Talk about some nasty timing! BUT:
Bad luck, good luck, who can tell? Bad luck for camaraderie. Good luck for straightened bookshelves, spiffed up studio sink, polished lazy susan--and bringing the first large acrylic painting of 2012 to the observation stage. Hanging on the wall under the picture lights for a day or two, the final finish won't be too far off. I'll make my self-imposed deadline. --How important is that? I'd rather have been laughing with friends; studios are lonely places.
Maurice, Maurice, Maurice, guess what Honey and I are having for lunch, and dinner, and...?