If you could have dinner with anyone in the world, living or dead, who would it be?
When considering this favorite question of dinner party small talk, my potential choices would certainly include William Shakespeare, Benjamin Franklin, and my very own role model, Miss Piggy. To me, they would make a perfect party, but none of them would be my true first choice.
That honor would absolutely go to my grandmother, Doris Mahony, who demonstrated what it looks like when you take class, spunk, and style, and rolled them all together into one unbelievable woman.
Unfortunately, I have no video of her singing a holiday song to post on YouTube (though, she probably would have rocked that too) and so Miss Piggy will have to suffice for today, as well as some of other favorite muppets.
"As we struggle with shopping lists and invitations, compounded by December's bad weather, it is good to be reminded that there are people in our lives who are worth this aggravation, and people to whom we are worth the same." - Donald E. Westlake
The thing about this song is that I have never liked it. I can appreciate the appeal, especially Eartha Kitt's original version, but I'm just not that girl.
My friend, Christine, however is that girl. On cold nights when I reach for a pair of fluffy socks to warm my toes, my friend Christine would opt for high heeled, bedazzled slippers with a feather plume on the toe. She is that girl and she has always loved this song.
Having said that, something has changed in me this year that has nothing to do with a softening of the heart or a holiday thaw thanks to human love and kindness. The change in me is that I actually look forward to listening to this song now because a certain little red headed girl likes to shimmy around the kitchen every time it comes on the readio.
This means a few things for our little family:
1) John needs to put bars on her bedroom windows sooner than we thought. 2) O has hips? 3) I need to quit showing her how to groove so that she may shake what I gave her.