On Monday, our long awaited guests arrived! I’d done the cleaning and I had made a nice potato salad, and rolled some delicious deli meats, and when I laid out the table, I was prouder than Julia Child at her first self cooked dinner party!
Hubby knew Howard and Petra much better than I do, as he worked with them both, years ago, with Pan Am. I’d met them once or twice and hadn’t seen them since 2000.
I’d been so nervous about their coming to the house. You want to know why? Because although I am happy living with imperfection, and comfortable amongst the chaos, with my Hubby and four wonderful pups, I am often convinced that no one else could appreciate that.
How wrong I was! Guess what? Petra had owned a miniature wirehaired dackel when she lived in Germany. Not only did she fall in love with my three terrors, but she liked the big guy, Fritzi too!
While Hubby showed them around the yard, I laid the table. The centerpiece of the meal was Baked French Onion Soup! All in all, lunch was also a hit, and after I tidied up after, we jumped in the car for a ride around our hometown and then a drive over to a local old fashioned General Store. I love going there.
We returned late in the afternoon, and pretty much had to say our goodbyes, as they needed to get back to the city before it got dark.
I’ve simply got to relax and not be so hard on myself. I’ve got to stop worrying so much and just be myself. I hope they will be back next summer!