A woman in my mother’s group invited me to a cookware party a couple of weeks ago and because I had nothing on that weekend I thought it might be all right to go and have a look and have a girlie afternoon. Anyway the party was this weekend just gone and I began to regret my decision to go. I really don’t like these parties where you feel obliged to buy stuff. My sister’s recently become a Tupperware consultant and initially hassled me to have a party and I’ve insisted that I won’t. If I want to buy overpriced Tupperware from her I will but for my budget the plastic stuff you can buy at the supermarket will do for me.
Anyway the party on Saturday was due to start at 1pm and at 11pm I thought I’d better move that shrub I’ve been meaning to move so I can get a sandpit in that spot. I thought it would be a relatively easy matter of digging around it a bit, pulling it up and then planting it in its new home. Of course this wasn’t the case because the roots had gone down quite deep into the ground – probably to find water when I don’t water it. So I got a fair chunk of the roots up and got the saw out and hacked the rest off. I’ve replanted the shrub in its new home and it’s still looking ok. I don’t have high expectations of its lifespan but it will be good if it does survive and if it does, it definitely belongs in my garden. This done I decided to mow the lawn as I was going to be out at the party then going to a friends place for dinner and it was supposed to rain the next day so this was the only time I could do it. Then I had to wash the dishes for similar reasons to what I’ve just mentioned. I did the polite thing, though and rang the party host to say I would be a bit late.
I was 20 minutes late which was a pretty good effort I thought and just as well I had rung as I was the second of only two guests. I was handed a brochure and a price list and just as well I was sitting down when I saw the price list as the cheapest saucepan was about $180. The party host and the other guest are obviously more financial than me as they spent $600 between them. I sort of felt a bit guilty for not buying anything but my mother’s group friend was fine about it – she roughly knows about my financial situation or lack thereof. I don’t belong in the set that has a husband earning good money. None of the others in my mother’s group turned up and it probably would have been out of their price range too. It was great cookware and I would like to be able to afford it, but I’ll have to stick with the stainless steel and teflon at this stage.
The business was all over in flash, the cookware packed up, the other guest and the demonstrator left and I sat down with the party host and had a glass of white wine. Really that’s all I wanted to do anyway.
On an aside, the wine comment reminded me. While getting ready for work and kindy this morning we couldn’t find my sons shoes and he was no help in remembering where they were. We eventually found them when I actually looked properly. So while I was getting breakfast ready Jaycee Junior said to me that I should have a glass of wine. When I asked why he said because I was sick. Mmmm, perhaps I chill out more when I’ve had a drink.