Tea Party

I don’t socialize much, but the two women that live near me — one next door and one catty-corner across the street — I like very much. When we do things together it’s almost like we’re kids playing. Last winter, before we had gotten to know each other at all, they had decided to get to know me. They invited me for a tea at my next door neighbor’s house. It was fun and we left with the idea was we’d take turns.

Well, when the second neighbor invited me, I couldn’t go because I had house guests. It took me a while to organize a date when everyone was in town and healthy, but today I had my first ever tea party as an adult.

I decided to de-dogify the living room (not that hard; I generally just keep the carpet and furniture covered) and it was nice to see what my living room actually looks like without dogerations. Only Mindy was allowed to attend.

I kept the refreshments I made simple and something I was good at — both of these women cook more than I; one of them is even an old-school home-ec teacher. I made brownies from scratch and topped them with whipped cream and fresh raspberries. My neighbor brought herring in sour cream — you see our original plan was to have it on St. Lucia’s Day, the first day of Christmas in the Swedish calendar. She’s Swedish and my grandma was Swedish. The herring was a treat for me; I haven’t had it since I was a kid.

It was a beautiful day, light streamed in the windows, conversation was fun and a good time was had by all.


Antique Chinese Table from a Swap Meet in California in the 1980s; I bought the sofa with the house, thank god, or I’d have had no where to sleep the first night.


“I’m her favorite dog.” ❤

14 thoughts on “Tea Party

  1. What a comfy room with good food and good company, what more could you want?
    Martha, it’s wonderful that you’re making friends in the community and enjoying life! ❤

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