Sunday, December 5, 2010


We don't entertain as often as I'd like, but when we do carve out time and have friends over, we always have a blast.  We clean the house so it doesn't resemble our normal state of living; we grocery shop knowing that not everyone likes tacos, spaghetti, or pancakes for dinner; and then we clean up again, because inevitably if we clean even one day before company, it goes right back to looking how we normally live.  I'll spare you the pictures.

I guess we expend energy in the preparations.  We don't mind it(well, the kids aren't wild about cleaning their rooms).  By the time company comes, we are pumped and ready to have some riotous card games and Apples to Apples tournaments.  It's a lot more fun than it sounds in print.  At the end of the evening, when the company goes home and we are contentedly exhausted we always say, "We should do that more often."

The dogs lack the advance notice of guests.  They have all the same excitement and energy, but it's focused  into one gigantic moment.  "What??  Guests??  I love guests.  Where did they come from?  What do they smell like?  Taste like?  Do you think they like me?  I'll jump up and see if I can see their expression!" 
Making friends
We had guests over tonight.  The youngest of which is 8 months old.  We were not sure how our dogs would react(read: will there be headlines in tomorrow's paper, "Family charged in unfortunate accident; dogs excitedly maul beautiful baby trying to see if she 'liked them' "?)  Our current household arrangement includes baby gates separating the family living areas from the still-trying-to-be-white(ish) carpet.  This comes in handy when keeping overly-curious dogs away from visiting fragile little people.

This particular little guest, however, was just as happy to see the dogs as they were to see her.  I have to say, I was proud of our dogs.  Yes, they spazzed a bit, but my kids willingly played with them on the *now covered* deck (yay).  It was a mild evening weather-wise, and the dogs were quite comfy outside, running back and forth between the kids and the sliding glass door - perhaps comparing which side was having more fun?  I don't know.  So, little Miss Q (who is one of the cutest babies, ever.) cruised on over to the slider, hung on to the glass with sweaty hands, and cooed and chortled at all the clamor on the other side of the portal.  Lucy, too, was quite intrigued.  Interestingly enough, our vet puts her at 8 months as well.  The two gently tapped the glass at one another.  Delighted shrieks came from our human friend, while Lucy would tap harder and lick the glass.

Tonight was a blast.  Every creature in the house enjoyed the guests; there was merriment for all.  Our wonderful guests even brought peppermint cheesecake!  We should do this more often. 


  1. Really enjoying your blog, H.

  2. You really captured the essence of "having company over" in this one!!! And, the joy of hospitality...the joy that you give and the joy that you receive when you open your house - and your hearts - to others! I especially loved your pointing out that because the dogs don't have that advanced notice of planning for guests, their excitement is instantaneous and passionate - a wonderfully true aspect of being a dog! It can be good to be a dog sometimes, I think! Love, Mom

  3. Thanks, Dad! Glad to have you here. Love ya lots!

    Thanks, Mom. Well, I learned from the best! yes, "instantaneous and passionate" are great adjectives for our dogs' greeting style. Love ya lots!