New Job, Pies, Boots, odd movie!

So Cassidy took the job at the school. So now the list is as follows: Amazing Woman, Mother, Wife, Friend, Cook, Homemaker, and Co-Worker! She is excited about the job and even more excited that her application to graduate school is complete and sent in. The opportunity to work at the school will help her out with her own schooling and, well, that pretty much Rocks!
As if Cassidy's awesomeness wasn't already well established, it would have been solidifird by her receiving a phone call to bring pie to the town Thanksgiving get-together on Saturday. Not "A" pie. Not "A Couple" of pies. Not even a "Few" pies. After receiving the call Thursday night, Cassidy had six pies ready by Saturday morning: Lemon Meringue, French Silk, Butterscotch Meringue, Pecan, and two pumpkin pies. Unbelievable, right?
The gathering was actually quite nice. It is everything that you imagine it would be. The entire town sitting in long rows of tables with yellow tablecloths, Children running and playing, the large Samoan man sitting by the back door with it propped open so he can step outside and drink without having to buy any alcohol at the bar, and all the typical goings on at a potluck setting. My favorite part about potlucks is the look on the women's faces as they go to retrieve their dish that they brought the food on. It is comparible to watching facial reactions to women at the Oscars or the Grammy's. If the plate is clean, they take the nice approach and say something remarkably humble with a smile that can only mean success like, "Oh, wow! I guess I will have to give my aunt Edna a call and let her know that her mashed potato recipe went over so well."
But in the much too often case that the dish is still occupied with roughly the same amount of food that it came in with, the women take several different approaches. My personal favorite is the abandoning of the dish as a sacrifice to the gods of embarrasment so to avoid walking out with the dish full of food, but that is a technique seldom used. The more popular approach is to blame it on marketing and product placement. This can get ugly if not handled properly. In this approach, the retrieval of food is usually followed by something close to this, "If whoever made that god-awful Waldorf Salad hadn't pushed my Mother's yam recipe to the back of the table I wouldn't have to worry about bringing this damn food home! Who the hell made that salad, anyway?"
So...I find that potlucks are entertaining on so many levels. I will say that at this particular potluck I saw something that I really can't recall seeing before. A plate of bananas cut in half while still in the peel with toothpicks in them. It is just nice to see that elegance knows no boundaries. All in all it was well worth going and I ate way too much food. Cassidy's pies went over well and Isabel had a great time showing off her new boots.
OH! Her new bots are rain boots that have bunny rabbits on them. They were supposed to be snow boots, but (see if you can pick up the sarcasm here) Lands End "Accidentally" sent the rain boots instead. OH NO! What happens now? Cassidy came to a very quick, very bright idea; instead of shipping the boots they "accidentally" sent to us, let's just keep them and order the snow boots that are"just as cute." I am finding it amazing how many times companies "Accidentally" send us stuff that we order and pay for. Oh well. A happy wife is a happy life, right?
We spent last night watching Harold and Maude. I have seen it before, but it had been a long time. Cassidy had the same look on her face during the movie that I had when we went to get massages; Didn't know what to expect, uncomfortable at times, somewhat embarrased to be in the room to begin with, yet very enjoyable. We actually liked it a lot.
Until next week!