the ladies will lunch......  

wickedeasy 66F  
14981 posts
8/5/2006 2:27 pm
the ladies will lunch......


my neighbors have two children, amelia and nicholas. on occasion, i take them for the day which started about 3 years ago when i sent miss amelia an invitation to lunch. nicholas prefers to have his sissy along, but amelia likes to come alone, likes the concept of the ladies lunching. we both dress up. she of course is a tad flashier than i am (and has an amazing wardrobe of hats, boas and jewelry).

tomorrow, nicholas is attending a birthday party of a friend. amelia and i will lunch and then go shopping. i've decided that this time, i want to make it rather special. i am taking her to a small very froufrou restaurant that serves a ladies' tea. we will eat cucumber sandwiches and petit fours. the place is out of time. a throwback to a different era. we will both wear hats and i asked to borrow her purple boa.

her mom says amelia has decided on her "chanel suit" which oddly enough really does look like a vintage chanel. she wears fake glasses on a chain hung around her neck when she wears this suit and rather demure pumps. i think the pick boa is a very nice touch - a little insouciance. after our tea, we may just have to stop and indulge in some pommes frites before we head down Newbury Street. miss amelia is an avid shopper, and since i limit the purchases to 3 items, amelia may go to 5-6 stores before deciding. i like that she does this. that she is judicious in her choices. on our last such expedition she found what i assume is the only pair of leopard print rain boots in New England. the girl has an eye for fashion.

typically as we ride home, we review the day and the people we have met. once, we met a man with only one leg, wearing shorts and one of those ergonomic metal legs. we chatted for quite some time and he even showed us how it bends when he jumps. the people one meets can be so interesting, don't you agree?

did i mention that miss amelia is 6?

please excuse me, i must go do my nails. amelia has chosen a delightful neon green for me. i think it sets off the purple boa to advantage.

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


libgemOH 56M/52F

8/5/2006 2:43 pm

My daughter is turning 12 at the end of this month. God how I miss those days!!! She would only wear skirts and only with pretty little girl's boxers under them because regular panties gave her "the wedgies!" She had to have her fingers and toes painted and wore my lipstick and we would have these candlelit dinners of macaroni and cheese with our milk in champagne flutes!!! Than you for reminding me of the wonderful little girl inside the young lady!!! -B


wickedeasy replies on 8/6/2006 7:03 am:
i love our lunches - they bring out the child in me again - what a joy

ButteryDelight 58F

8/5/2006 3:02 pm

Usually the fingernails have to match the toenails. At least they did when my daughter was 6 and we had tea parties.

Buttery Delight


wickedeasy replies on 8/6/2006 7:04 am:
oh god BD - i'll look like a tree frog

rm_shannee2006 52F
3355 posts
8/5/2006 3:54 pm

Wow...You are a terrific Auntie. Amelia is so very lucky to have someone who will do all this her. That sounds so incredibly fun! I never played like that when I was a kid. I don't even know how.

Yup...this juiciness is from me....

S


wickedeasy replies on 8/6/2006 7:05 am:
this girl is a hoot

yesterday she was wearing her pink - everything - i said Amelia you look like candy, good enough to eat

she said, well that's what i was going for. dad says i look like pepto dismal


MaggiesWishes 59F

8/5/2006 3:56 pm

I love "memory lane"!

Being an "only child" I would sneak in and grab my gramma's peti coat slips in an assortment of colors and look like the "rainbow" child, but I thought I was beautiful, piling on 4-7 of them from my neck to my waist! I wish there were pictures OH, and of course, my guests had the finest baked mud pies that you could make, fresh out of the stream in the back of gramma's house. Oh, and the desert was the pink flowers that came out of the Mimosa trees, then the shell leaves was the main course. All this took place at the wrought iron table and chairs under the Walnut Tree. I remember the first china tea set ... I bought out my doll, Suzi and my favorite stuffed purple poodle. I was a mess in my "hey day"

That is just sooooooo kewl! I love this about you, girlfriend!
warm huggies 2ya


wickedeasy replies on 8/6/2006 7:07 am:
don't tell anyone - but i think i have more fun than she does

Theflinkychick 105F

8/6/2006 7:47 am

She is a lucky one, your lunch partner!

There was a childless older couple who lived across the street from me when I was in grade school who often invited me to sit on her wonderful porch swing on a very comfy enclosed front porch. Mom thought that I was bothering her, but she didn't know for a long time that this woman had bought a huge plastic tea set just for the two of us. She filled the little tea pot with Pepsi and that was something I didn't often get. I don't remember the conversations, but I DO remember how special I felt. Even though I was dusty and rumbled from playing with the other neighborhood kids she treated me as though we were at high tea.

I'd almost forgotten that, thanks...

Not all who wander are lost.


wickedeasy replies on 8/6/2006 9:09 am:
i had a neighbor like that too - such a small thing to make a child feel special - and such a powerful gift

canyaz 48F
17087 posts
8/6/2006 8:28 am

There is a shop across the street from my new store location. The lady who owns it has set up a Tea room for the "girls" to have lunch. As we have been restoring our 100 year old building, I have been privy to the goings on across the street. I have caught glimpses of young ladies entering the Tea room. They are lovely, dressed in the finery of their fashionable eye. I wish I had a camera every time I see one of the "Ladies" I think it would make an exquisite expose'.

There is a difference between a good BJ and a bad BJ.
canyaz


wickedeasy replies on 8/6/2006 9:10 am:
how wonderful is that???

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