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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Rambi who wrote (59163)	2/28/2001 9:57:15 AM
From: Poet	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Hi there sweetie, Oh I LOVE the idea of a theme luncheon! And the gardening theme is wonderful. You know, I can tell you have some Connecticut running through your veins when I read of the specifics of your plans. Really and truly, I've actually been to luncheons and teas like this. The centerpiece, the cute food.... it's all eerily familiar, like the theme of a recurring nightmare. Many people have dreams that they're naked or falling (or both!). I have a recurring dream of being dressed in a Laura Ashley floral dress, complete with straw hat, seated at an interminable luncheon. The table is laden with cute theme food and impossible-to-eat-politely salads. I am heartened by the wineglasses set at at each place, hoping I can find relief in a little Chardonnay buzz. But it is not to be. The hostess's cleaning woman (temporarily employed as a server) is moving down the table with a large pitcher of iced tea. There is no escape. I am surrounded by flashing jewelry and intimate talk of babies' bowel movements. The heavy scent of French perfumes inevitably bought at the airport in St. Maarten's on the way home from vacations nauseates me. I begin to panic and sweat in a very unladylike way. There is no polite escape..... and then I wake up.