It's a storyline that has been played out numerous times in the pages of books and reels of film. Husband calls wife from the office to see how her day is going then says, "By the way honey, my boss is coming for dinner tonight. See you at 5:30."
It's the part of the story which makes me queasy, wondering how on earth the wife will ever clean house, cook dinner and make herself presentable on such short notice. Such a scene flashed through my mind Saturday morning when the phone rang and I heard George decline an invitation to go out and have a beer with an old friend, instead inviting him over for dinner, because, "Hey, we have to eat dinner anyways, you might as well join us."
I could have panicked. Instead, I poured myself another cup of coffee, gathered my thoughts on what I could make for dinner, and hopped on my bike to get supplies from the farmers market.
While I cooked,
We really had a lovely evening. Good food, hoppy beer, clean house, old friends. Who could ask for anything more?
Except for maybe a few more rounds of Boggle.