Dinner at Lansberry’s (Gabrielle)
We ate dinner at the Lansberry’s last night because we will be on our way to Erie on Thursday. (Did I mention we were going to Erie? No? Well, we’re going to Erie on Thursday and we’ll be back a week from Thursday. Do you think I can say Thursday again? Thursday, Thursday, Thursday!) Theresa had to wait to start dinner until James got home with some groceries so we ate kinda late. When we ate we talked about filtering rain water, some very serious stuff, whether plants are alive or not and it was suggested that if I stayed behind when Seth and Crystal went to Erie I could run barefoot at cars. It was much funnier in context. Noah walked around being two and we followed him around as we were able trying to avert great disasters. We ended up leaving at a time that felt early, but wasn’t. And a good time was had by all.
Gaby,
Hey, you left out the part when we all talked about my boxer shorts. Surely this was an intregal part of the fun, so why was it excluded from your list??? Notice how I’m leaving out the part where Raquel’s face was pink, and she was on screen-saver. ; -)
Naturally Seth can bring up any topic he so chooses, but if y’all can’t prove I was there I don’t have to admit that the conversation ever happened.
Jeremy, how right you are. How could I be so remiss to forget the rviveting conversation we had about your boxers? Perhaps with a little time and counseling I will recover from this shame.
Raquel, since you denied nothing and instead went straight to how we can’t prove that you were present, I really don’t have to prove that you were present…your guilty conscience gives you away. I would even suggest that you were an eager partipant in this discussion, but I’ll tease you mercilessly about such things someday after you’ve married me, God willing. (Hmm…I wonder what shade of pink your face is now?)
As for you, Gabrielle, I’m glad that you’ve recognized the error of your ways. Of course, given that we used to live together, I don’t have to wonder about just how riveted you were during the conversation about my boxers. (Hmm…I wonder what shade of red your face will be as you’re punching me in the sternum at a later date?)
Before anyone asks, I was referring to Raquel’s face being pink in relation to me teasing her…not in regard to marrying me. Although, I do suppose that she would be tickled pink to marry me. At least this is how I’d be if I were Raquel and could one day know the awesomeness of marrying a great guy like me.
As for Gaby, I have no corrections to submit; however, you of all people can testify to both the glories of living with me and speaking about my boxers. I fully expect that you will apprise Raquel of these matters.
Thus far, my day has been spent stuffing newsletters into envelopes for my employer, Samaritan Ministries. Needless to say, I have had ample time to think while doing my job today. One thought that came to mind is that some of you might not know that some of my comments for this particular post are tied to inside jokes amongst the Lansberry/Ben-Ezra clan. Because not all of you are privy to these inside jokes, some of my comments could be misconstrued as being lascivious. Although I am confident that all of you realize that my comments were intended as jokes, I thought that I should make it clear that both Gaby and Raquel have outstanding moral character and have done nothing improper. Please know that nobody has questioned either lady of anything improper, but still, I should be more careful about any future comments that I post. I apologize if my jokes caused anyone to have a bad impression of what either Gaby or Raquel are like in person. They are both fine young women, especially Raquel…but I am biased, of course.
Jeremy, I did not think you lascivious. I’ve always found you to be a gentleman and your comment here is evidence of this. I am, however, concerned that Raquel doesn’t regularly shampoo her hair!
Barb, there’s no reason to be concerned about Raquel’s hair. The upkeep is actually pretty easy. Similar to gerbils, we just give her a bowl with sand in it, and between the sand and her own natural oils, she is able to maintain a sleek, shiny, healthy look. We’ve been giving her those hard, green, rodent-food pellets, too, which I’m sure has helped.