Last night he invited our small group to his new home for a fun evening of dinner and games. I was impressed with the decor; clean lines, contrasting and complementing colors. It was clear that either he naturally knows what to do with a room or was influenced greatly by someone who does. One of my favorite decorative pieces was the dining table. A high-set table in a rich cherry finish with six chairs set in the corner of the room designated for the "eating space." On it, centered perfectly, sat a vase of silk calla lilies. Turns out, the table actually expands and there are two additional chairs. It was beautiful. It was perfect.
Dinner went off with only one small hitch: a burger met its death on the bottom of the grill. The potato salad was a hit with everyone (thanks to Sam's hard work) and conversation began. Clean up went just as smoothly, until he broke out the 409 and headed for the table. I expressed dismay and scolded his choice of cleaning products. "You're not using that on your table, are you?"
As it was obvious to everyone in the room that was indeed his plan, he just proceeded to spray and let that be his answer. I think I gasped to vocalize the shaking of my head in horror. Actual, real, unadulterated horror. The other females in the room caught on at this point and there began a conversation about what is "laminate" and how this table top is different from the countertops on which we would deem usage of 409 acceptable. He tried, rather unsuccessfully, to tell us all that it was the same as those counters in his kitchen. Some nonsense about how he'd taken it apart. Honestly, I’m not quite sure what he said; I stopped listening. I was still mortified by the 409 being sprayed on the wonderful table.
My concern was merely for this beautiful table. And also for somehow righting his wrong and abrasive treatment of this treasure. The table won't be as magnificent as it is today for long if someone doesn't learn to use soap and water.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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