Saturday, August 13, 2011

Family Friendly

We had been in enough bad family friendships to know that what we had with this family was extraordinary. I liked her. Her kids liked my kids. Our husbands worked and lunched side by side. We had shared pizzas and lovely days at the park together, and now it was time to introduce them to the rest of our family.

There was one concern that weighed heavily on us the morning of the party. We didn't know her name. Neither one of us did. We had referred to her by name before when reminded of it, but for some reason it just never stuck. Asking her again was no longer an option. We'd have to wing it.


The plan-




She'd have to extend her hand to someone and mention her name eventually, and when she did I'd be there to take note. She didn't.


She was perfectly fine with being Dave's wife for the evening. I wasn't. I had to hear her name, I couldn't let it go. So when the skies parted and the sun beamed down on Dave's arm tattoo, the tattoo that read "Elizabeth" I thought Divine Intervention.



What else could it be?
Elizabeth!

With every Elizabeth I was erasing all the Hey yous and pronouns we had ever spouted at her and strengthening the foundation of our impending life long friendship. Elizabeth.

I swaggered into the kitchen to prepare Liz a drink and found my husband.
"Elizabeth!" I announced.
"Elizabeth?"
"That's her name! It's on his arm! The tattoo!"

The look on his face said it all.
She wasn't Elizabeth. She was the not tattoo worthy girl after Elizabeth.
The mother of his children, yes.
Dave's wife, yes.
Elizabeth, no.


After that, What's Her Names drink became my drink, followed by two more drinks, then the bleak realization that the only friends I'm meant to have are of the Internet sort. Shiny glossy Internet friends with their names neatly printed under their avatars.

I've missed you!

10 comments:

  1. Welcome back. I love how you never mentioned her name. Those types of situations seem to happen to me all the time. I admit I am terrible with names. I will have to get a personal secretary that whispers the name of the person I'm shaking hands with so that I know.

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  2. Woohoo!!! So glad you're back! Missed your blog! I can totally relate to this as I'm horrible with names too.

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  3. Oh My goodness how I have missed you!!!!!!!!

    WELCOME BACK!

    You m'dear would make going to BlogHer worthwhile for me! Your re-emergence into the blogosphere means there is hope for us as a species. *lol*

    This post right here is why I always snap a pic of people with my cell phone after meeting them. I put their names in and voila!

    OK well maybe I don't. But I would...

    Audrey at Barking Mad!
    www.iambarkingmad.com

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  4. BEST DAY OF MY LIFE RIGHT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am SO happy!!!!!!!!!!! You win for best comeback evaaaaa!!

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  5. SOO glad you are back! seriously... you've been missed...

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  6. I am so glad I'm not the only person that does stuff like this.

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  7. Oh no! Does this mean I have to take up blogging again too? And by that I mean posting more than once a month?

    (seriously happy you are back and I totally loved this. this would happen to me. seriously. If we actually had enough people up here in Canada to entertain.)

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  8. She totally looks like an Elizabeth to me. ;P

    I've missed you dearly. We all have. SO glad you're back. xoxoxoxo

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  9. Thata girl! Can't wait to see more. And you may have lit a fir under my own ass. maybe. :)

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