Future Hostess

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One of my mother's favorite stories to tell is when she had a boyfriend come over for dinner and I decided to play hostess. I raided my play clothes, donning a pair of opera gloves and dressing in my "finest" evening wear. Keep in mind I was maybe 6 or 7 at the time. When he arrived, I greeted him at the door and showed him to the "sitting area" to wait. In the meantime I provided him a menu that I had created earlier that day. Being the social butterfly that I used to be, I chatted with him until dinner was ready.

Apparently this greatly amused my mother as she tells it to every person she can.

Created: Jun 22, 2017


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