828. Some invitations are subliminal

I went to the dentist the other day and my face is all swollen and black and blue. I would post a picture but I don’t want to disappoint those of you who want to imagine that I look like Angelina Jolie.

Since I’m mostly a shut in now I’m using my time well by planning my holiday festivities.

Christmas- Chinese food with Julie – check

New Years Eve- Still open but if Susan comes back from Florida I may be with her and Al in Montauk.

David mentioned that he’s having a party next weekend for the people from his office.

Naturally I  assumed that with Liz being in Santa Fe he’d need me to help him host it but when I asked him about the dress code he said “Why would you want to know?”

“Well I don’t want to embarrass you”

“Oh you won’t because you won’t be there”

“What? Why not?”

“Because you might say something stupid and, oh yes, because you aren’t invited.”

That got me thinking. A guy who never hides his hatred of all non WASPs, tells anyone who’ll listen that people  should be able to pack heat, especially if they’re white and called my sister an idiot to her face because she’s against fracking, I could go on and on. That guy says he’s worried about something I might say?

I’m sure he’s just joking. He probably does want my help but he’s too shy to ask.

I think I’ll wear my dressy black.

And if he was serious about my not being invited, I’ll simply walk in during the party and tell them to keep it down.

There’s no way they won’t offer me a cocktail so I don’t call the cops. At least that’s what I’m guessing. I’m pretty sure they won’t get rough. I’m seventy.

Yep my holidays plans are falling into place quite nicely.



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