Saturday, December 19, 2009

'Tis the season and all that

Did the last, the very last, of the Christmas shopping today as well as stocking up on so-fresh goodies at the local farmers' market this morning. Not that we'll get much chance to sample them this weekend. We've been deluged with invitations to parties.

Firstly we're off to a BBQ tonight with friends I've known for about 25 years. Sadly our spaniel (below) isn't invited. She used to be when she was a puppy but then she made the awful mistake puppies make when they're a bit nervous with shrieking kids running around them and did a small puddle on their carpet. I was mortified but heck, the two kids in the house had done a lot more damage than that over the years. Anyway, poor pooch, she's on their blacklist even five years later. Even though the party is out in their backyard and there'll be other dogs there. Makes me feel a bit unwelcome as all our other friends like our dog and she certainly doesn't pee indoors any more. I guess we're a bit different as we treat our animals as family members rather than pets whose place is firmly outdoors whatever the climate and weather, which is how these particular friends view their two dogs. Our spoiled lassie sleeps on her own bed in our bedroom. Our cats sleep wherever they want - usually on our bed :-).

And then there's the shoe thing. You have to take your shoes off at their door. Makes it bloody cold in winter when you visit them, and in summer I'm confronted with bare feet en masse, and I'm not a foot person. I guess I haven't seen too much of these old friends in the last few years for these two reasons; I feel a bit uncomfortable in their house. I could understand the shoe rule if they had a posh marble floor or valuable carpets, but it's a suburban house much like ours and has polished floorboards and rugs stained with fruit juice and other stuff the kids spill.

Tomorrow we have a lunch with friends of t'other half, who have become my friends too. Dog welcome. Another BBQ. Far more relaxed than tonight's I'm thinking! These two are a bit bohemian,which suits me fine.

And tomorrow night it's another friend's birthday party. Surprise - it's a BBQ. Dog welcome as their dog enjoys the company.

By then I'll be BBQd out! We grabbed low alcohol beer and wine this morning to take along to these parties to ensure we don't end up with the hangovers from Hell come Monday. I'm on holidays from Monday so am planning plenty of cycling for next week - hurrah! The weather is forecast to be Just Perfect for most of the week.

And finally... a cheerful Christmas wish to everyone from my Birman boy cat... aka Santa Claws in this case. Corny I know - we used this pic for our own Christmas cards to family and friends this year as he has such a cheeky expression.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, the cat in the Santa hat is too cute! And how did you get her to stay so still? Ours squirm and run about when the cameras come out, demanding lavish gifts in exchange for posing even for a moment.

    Hope you don't hate me after this, but I must confess that I am not a dog person. I don't know how it happened that I don't like them, because when I was growing up I did have a dog of my own whom I "raised" since she was a puppy. Nonetheless, as an adult I have gradually grown averse to dogs. This always puts me in an awkward situation with respect to how to behave at people's houses where dogs are central and interact with visitors as a matter of course. To me it seems that expressing to my friends that I am uncomfortable with the dog climbing on me or licking me will hurt their feelings and will make them feel hostile towards me (a "dog-hater" in their house?), so I do not say anything and dutifully play with the dog when it comes to me for attention. But it does make me uncomfortable and as a result I do not look forward to visiting households where I know I will be in such close contact with the dogs. Not really sure how to handle it, because if I say something I know it will hurt their feelings and we'll end up not seeing much of each other anyway.

    As for the shoe thing - That drives me nuts. Of course I take them off if someone requests it, but personally I do not think it is an appropriate request to make of visitors. I simply do not think it is reasonable to require guests to remove any part of their attire. Afraid of dirt being dragged all over the house? Well, that's the risk/price of entertaining company, IMO. Many people consider feet to be intimate, personal parts of the body and may not want to expose them.