A new guy that I have been dating called me and asked me to join him for dinner at a friend’s house last night. I was a touch nervous because I am pretty interested in this guy (so far) and I know friend approval can be important so I at least hoped to make a good impression.
The couple’s home was lovely and they had just put up a beautiful real Christmas tree and my date told me to comment on how nice it looked if I wanted the Missus to like me. He said she worked very hard all day putting it up and seemed very proud of it when he spoke to her earlier in the day.
So the men were in the kitchen cooking Kung Pow and me and the lady of the home were in the den sitting next to the tree having wine. Their cute little kitty was curled in my lap and we were chatting and getting on well. I was enjoying my night.
Well the wife stood and walked upstairs and as she got out of sight…the beautiful tree just CRASHED. It was awful. I was sitting across the room (had not moved for maybe a half hour because kitty was in my lap) so it did not hit me. The cat (naturally) spazzed out and ran and everyone came running into the room and I was just sitting there looking dumbfounded and shocked.
I felt so bad for them. The husband picked it up and they all joked, Oh my Gosh Mint Julep! What did you do? I laughed and helped them pick up the ornaments, but I got the feeling they were half way not joking? My date was very nice and thanked me for helping them clean and the homeowners were greatful also, but I swear I am not sure they believed they I had nothing to do with the tree crash?