Over the years I have earned the reputation in my family as
being the entertainer. “The hostess with the mostess” They have called me. In preparation for company, I will take an
entire day and CLEAN every room in the house, so that not a thing is out of place.
I every Barbi in Rory’s room has a home, and don’t you dare touch it until
company arrives and gets the amazing first impression I was searching for.
It’s no secret that I like to cook. It’s also no secret that
Alex is the world’s fussiest eater and is impossible to impress with food. A
man that loves chicken nuggets to the extent that he does is not impressed with
the 4 to 5 courses you just “whipped together” ….So when I know I have company
coming in and they will actually enjoy what I cook, I do it all up! I will
research, find out what the incoming company likes and make sure I have all the
food I need at my disposal. For
instance, I have made ribs 3 times in the last year. Each time Auntie Matt was
in town visiting and the man loves ribs J
Cooking for someone who says “wow, that was good”*** mmmm warms my heart ***
Prior to guests arrival I make sure my already pretty well stocked liquor cabinet is all toped up. I, being a bartender in my “pre-motherhood life”, like to be able to serve up a cocktail or shooter at a moment’s notice.
It is inevitable that prior to company arriving Alex and I
will fight. I get tunnel vision. I see only the mess of the house, only the
growing list of things that need done and only him on the couch… NOT HELPING. I
will insist he help with the chorus I delegate to him, and then I will point
out how he has done them wrong…. I know what you’re thinking “she’s a bitch” Trust
me, Alex thinks it too. He has pretty much learned to stay out of my way prior
to company arriving. It’s much better for us all, if he just to goes away and
lets me do it all myself. BUT don’t let me catch you just sitting around; it
adds fuel to my fire. He usually finds a project to work on, something broken
to fix, or an outdoor activity with the children.
I LOVE THAT MAN
This leads me to this weekend… This weekend WE are the
company that is coming! We are the ones invading someone else’s home. This morning when I spoke with our hostess for
the weekend, she mentioned she was off work today with a sick lil girl…
I called BULL SHIT!
“Don’t you go stressing yourself out on our account” I said.
This friend and I have an awful lot in common and I know she, like me, is
running around like a chicken with her head cut off, making sure every detail, right
down to the air mattress the children are sleeping on, is in full working order
and “nice and comfy for them” she said.
Us being a family of 5, we do not become “company” very often
(ok aside from in-laws house, NEVER) It’s always easier for people to come to
us. So needless to say, I will defiantly be out of my element this weekend. I
am always the entertainer, always the cook, always the server and always the
cleaner. Will I be able to take a step
back and let someone serve me? Probably not… Will I be able to allow someone to
prep and cook me a meal without interfering? Probably not… Will this be an
experience and a shit ton of fun? Defiantly!!!
Stay tuned for updates from this weekend’s adventures.
I hope everyone has a great time, I am off to pack J
~Holly
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