Every time I housesit, I throw little dinner parties. It’s kinda like practice for when I have my own fabulous estate with an abundance of counter space and outdoor dining options. This past house sitting gig, we made dinner twice. The first time was with Zoe, Alex and New Chris sitting on the deck reading newspapers and discussing current affairs over wine and pasta. Then last night Big Chris, Alex, Amanda, Kelsey and Warren came over and we made a fabulous feast enjoyed in the dining room. Both were terribly fun times and I’m so sorry you weren’t there.
As is customary, we took loads of pictures, posted here for your enjoyment. The first one of Zoe is when she walked out onto the deck for the first time, glass of Chardonnay in hand, and proclaimed throughout the valley, “Ah, the perfect blend of affluence and nature!”
The second photo is from last night when we slid into the hot tub, exhausted and well fed, and soaked in the last few hours of big house bliss. Plus, it’s just plain adorable.
And the third photo represents what it’s like to have dinner with Big Chris. He actually tucked a (paper) napkin into his collar. You’re probably thinking we had ribs. Lobster, perhaps. Nope. Barbequed sausage and tortellini, a little salad and bread. What are ya so afraid of, Christopher Michael? Are you that unconfident in your lack of dining skills that you’d rather risk looking like an idiot than soiling your t-shirt clearly sold in packs of 3?
Irregardless, thanks for keeping me company in the big house, kids. Good times…