Quite often one must consider what is the appropriate attire for a particular function. And a Saturday night in Midtown Manhattan with folks who barely notice more than the weather changes, never mind the economy, certainly notice what one is sporting. Fortunately for me, I have daughters. Fortunately for now that is. So the first guest to arrive to my younger's birthday beach and swim party tonight showed up in a friggin gray Lamborghini, my dream car. Another happens to be close family friends with Barry Obama from college, even though their politics differ. I prepared filet mignon wraps, grilled egglant and baby portobello wraps for the vegans, and other delicacies. And even some Russian vodka which my Russian guests haven't even seen before. (A gift from a very grateful neighbor).
And I greeted everyone in my Levis and Annie's Inferno teeshirt. They can all eat me. sometimes the little things are so, so sweet.
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some of these parents have more than their hands full. There is Sucubus, and Cybil, and Smurfette, and....1 or 2 might be polite, but I hsve to e=watch out for the detructochildren of the corn first.
redrum, redrum....
The little darling were up all last night....and they're still here. I wish their paents would come and collect their prides and joys.
Why would you take such a beautiful piece of meat as filet mignon and put it in a wrap?
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