“Yes, I helped bake quite a few of the goodies.”
“No, I no longer live in Los Angeles.”
“Yes, I am still enjoying New York.”
“Yes, my work keeps me quite busy.”
“No, my dog is in New York with her dog sitter.”
“Yes, my life is good and I am happy.”
“No, I have no plans to move back here any time soon.”
These are my responses when 60 ladies ask me the same question over and over. As Mom says, it’s not so much the party is exhausting, it’s all the smiling that will kill you.
Got to love our annual Tea Party!
I’m sure everything was YUMMY! Are you bringing home any leftovers???
I miss tea parties with my grandmother.
Lucky you.
Smiles questions and all.
gosh, I know the feeling. every time there’s a family gathering on my husband’s side I get SO sick of saying, “Oh yeah, my symphony job is great!” and “yeah, I’m keeping busy!”….ugh!!! small talk SUX!
I think an act of violence would minimize the repetitive questions. It works for me.
There ain’t no party like a grandma’s tea party…
Linny – Thanks it was! And I’m bringing NO LEFTOVERS back. I’m in sugar shock as it is
Buffy – Sorry Hon. And I truly do love it even though it’s lots of work.
Dawn – We joke that I should record something and pass it out at the beginning of the party.
Marty – Nah, not with this group. It’s longtime friends and family. Although, one or two of the ladies who were new invites were pretty damn annoying…
D-Man – No Grandma’s from my family, just Mom and I. It was quite a bash all the same!
The only thing worse is getting your cheek pinched, why do old ladies do that? LOL Sounds like you had fun though!
Hah! First time through I read it as “dog shitter.” Oh, my.
LOL. They just love you, is all!
Ah, yes. The Southern third degree. The prying into personal affairs over sweet tea and baked goods. They mean well… or do they? wink, wink.
Amen to that LB. I miss ya girl. Sorry for the lapse..
That’s funny. Whenever I’m surrounded by older folks in my family, I feel like Bridget Jones: “No, I’m still not married.” “No, I’m not pregnant.” “Yes, I still plan on being a lawyer.” “No, I don’t think that only men can be lawyers.” “Yes, I’d like to get married someday.” “Thank you, but my boyfriend wouldn’t like it if I went on a blind date with your nephew Gilbert.”
You’ve got to love it, though.
Maybe next year you can spice things up and pour a little booze in their tea? You’ll probably get better Q&A out of them.
Lois Lane
I’m with Lois Lane, Booze it up!
My tea parties were when I was 2 years old and I would sneak out of bed after my mom feel asleep and tell my grandmother that my belly would hurt and she would make me tea every night that I never drank. We did this every single night until 1am. My grandmother was my best friend.
But I’m glad that you had fun! It does sound exhausting.
Yeah, I’ve found I can’t smile like that and move much at the time. It gives me an intense headache. That’s why dancing is hard for me. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.