My associates here took first place in the "Pump you up!" competition.
The party was a huge success. All the Sneeds, except for Cletus, were present, along with Daughter Sneed's companion, Peterson, and his adult daughters, with one boyfriend.
When does a woman become too old for a boyfriend or a man a girlfriend? I worked with a sixty year-old woman who prattled on about her boyfriend. That always kind of creeped me out. I think there ought to be an age limit on boy/girlfriend. After thirty there should be a more mature designation.
Peterson's daughter is about twenty-five, so her introduction of her male companion as her boyfriend Matt, seems very natural to me. Daughter Sneed, who is pushing forty pretty hard (hardy-har!), is a bit old to introduce Peterson as her boyfriend. Fortunately, she is on board with the Merle Sneed thinking on the matter.
Speaking of Peterson, he is a fine guy and was a great co-host of the festivities. He barbecued giant slabs of dead cow, which received rave reviews from the beef eaters in the crowd. That would everyone but me. I had chicken, which was very tasty too.
The party honored my retirement, Father's Day and one of the lovely Peterson sisters' birthday. As a tribute to Kurt, Daughter Sneed had a sheet cake to mark the occasion. The decoration on the cake was a bit busy. It included the usual lacy border and flowers. It was quite a chore for the decorator to get "Happy Retirement Merle!", "Happy Birthday Becky!" and "Look Kurt, it's a sheet cake!" on the top, but she managed. I wish I had thought to take a picture.
On the present front, my worst fears were realized. I only got one gift per attendee. Not one for Father's Day and one for my retirement. A combo gift,drat!
Older Son Sneed gave me four golf lessons with a real golf professional. Daughter Sneed gave me an Itunes gift card and a load of scratch lottery tickets and Younger Son Sneed, The American Horticultural Society's encyclopedia of Gardening. Mrs. Sneed wished me the best and announced that retirement was gift enough.
A fun time was had by everyone. I love the Sneeds, one and all. Maybe a Peterson or two, too.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
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8 comments:
When I was a kid and old codgers called these forty year old hags "My girlfriend" I would shudder.
but now all of my divorced 40-something friends have " boyfriends" and "girlfriends" and it seems normal simply because it sounds better than "significant other" or "unit"
I can't believe you forgot to take a picture of the sheet cake! I haven't gotten a positive person mention on a cake in years.
That should read "positive personal mention."
Well, we had good weekends, Merle and I.
thousands of miles apart, but that's blogging.
Now I feel I have to make K U R T cupcakes.
maybe on wednesday.
Can I help?
Partner is another designation, but none of those other terms, significant other, unit, etc. sound like very much fun whereas boyfriend/girlfriend at least sounds like a good time.
Congrats on your par-tay and newfound freedom. Now you can tan the rest of your legs!
Why isn't anyone complimenting you on your legs? Nice legs, Merle! I've never taken a picture at that angle before. Crotch AND feet, but no torso. That sounds like it takes more talent than I have to give.
I'm bummed that there weren't more details on the sheet cake with photos as well. Was it a full sheet cake? Because that's going all out, and you should feel special.
Ched's never offered to make me cup cakes, and Kurt has never offered to help me with anything. Is that because I'm TwoFacebooking you guys?
Flawed-
Yes.
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