My mom was skimming through a library book, Life Is Friends: A Complete Guide to the Lost Art of Connecting in Person, by Jeanne Martinet.
She isn’t crazy about the author’s idea: Invite people over for dinner. My mom would have to bring food from the deli section of Metropolitan Market. Her guests would have to sit on the floor.
“And we would have to schedule dinner for the day the cleaning service comes.” Alas, so true! The book says don’t bother to clean for guests. I think they need to make an exception for my mom.
“This book is so filled with detailed instructions,” Mom said, leafing through the pages. “Look at this, Gracie. All these details about houseguests, househosts, challenging situations like drunken brawls…
My ears perked up.
“If you’re single, you are supposed to invite two couples over to avoid the dreaded triangle…and preferably a single friend for yourself.”
Mom tossed the book ainto the “return immediately” pile. She got up from our couch and headed off to find her shoes.
“Come on, Gracie. Let’s go for a walk. We need to go by the pet store and order you some food.”
Yes! She just said the magic words. They usually have a treat for me, too. Dogs have friends everywhere.