An Accomplished Woman

If you’ve read my blog for more than a week you’ll immediately know that I am not the woman for whom this post was titled. I’m easily astonished, somewhat apprehensive, occasionally argumentative, and often admonished, but never accomplished.

As seems to be the case more often than not Studly Doright and I will go months without seeing friends socially only to have two or more invitations for the exact same day. On Friday evening we were invited to a 60th birthday party for Studly’s best golf buddy, and I’d made plans to meet friends who were passing through Tallahassee on their way to their new home in Melbourne, Florida.

I had already committed to meeting the traveling couple and Studly rsvp’d to the birthday party without consulting me. I mean why would he? He knows I have almost no social life. So we took separate cars to the party, and I kept an eye on my phone for my friends’ call.

The birthday party was at the home of a couple we’d met once at a Tallahassee restaurant’s trivia night; although, I had to be reminded of that. I swear, I wouldn’t remember Studly’s name if I didn’t insist that he wear a name tag at all times.

Their home was lovely and set up for entertaining. I asked the hostess, we’ll call her “Perfect, but not in a bad way” or just “PBNIABW” for short, if I could lend a hand in the kitchen.

“Well, not really,” PBNIABW said. “The birthday boy requested chicken fried steaks, and I’ve never made them before, so pour yourself a glass of wine and relax.”

Those are the kinds of directions at which I excel, and I followed them to the letter. I’m a great follower. As other guests arrived I mingled fairly well. I’m a follower, after all, and not much of a mingler. What I learned from my mingling was that not only is PBNIAW something of a gourmet cook, but she is also a damned good artist and an accomplished seamstress. Her beautiful artwork adorned almost every wall in the house, and her sewing room gave testament to her skills in that area.

When my friends called to say they had checked into their hotel, I said my good-byes to everyone and cornered Studly for a goodbye kiss.

“Hey,” I said. “Don’t forget you have an incredibly average wife who loves you.”

I’m not sure he was listening, though. He was too busy watching a variety of sports on the three, yes three, big screen televisions in the den with the host and other male guests. Damn. PBNIABW’s husband was perfect, too.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

7 thoughts on “An Accomplished Woman”

  1. Haha! I am just now getting adjusted to the married life, and I’m also that same unaccomplished woman. I’ll just be happy if my house doesn’t collapse around my ears. House still standing? Then we’re okay.

    But I also wanted to comment on your blog to say that I’m super excited about Andrew Gillum. I hope he wins in November!!

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    1. I have always had that goal for my house. So far, I’ve succeeded!

      As for Andrew, he was not my first choice, but I have had the opportunity to see him in action in person, and I think he’d be a fine governor. It’s going to be a steep climb to November, though. His gop opponent was hand-picked by trump in a very pro-trump state. I think Gwen Graham had the best chance of beating DeSantis, but a big money “Democrat” (who happens to be a personal friend of trump) ran as well, throwing up blatant lies about her and another dem in the primaries. The only one he didn’t attack vociferously was Andrew and I suspect that they believe he’ll be the easiest to defeat.

      Send us good vibes!

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      1. Will do! Yeah, I do realize it will be an uphill battle for Andrew in the general…certainly did not assume it would be easy. Florida is a swing state, after all. But let’s keep our fingers crossed for him, anyway!

        And good on both of us for achieving that important goal for our homes….

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