Yes, I totally had to rip that title off. It was just too good to pass up.
My boys go to a small private school for some "enrichment" classes, and last fall, Ryan spent 2 weeks with this school at a local park which has a nice museum in it. Among other things, they made paper marbled, hand colored monoliths. Ryan's was one of the ones selected to hang in the special gallery, and his was used on a postcard invitation to the show. Of course, as a featured artist, he was invited to the special cocktail party and preview of the exhibit, with 2 guests allowed.
No, he didn't partake of cocktails, but I enjoyed every single hors d'oeuvre they offered. (I presume Ryan and my dearly beloved enjoyed them, too, but I didn't ask - or care!) It has been a very long time since I ate food someone else cooked, after all. And the barkeep was most amused by my cheerful, even delighted, requests for water - so much so that I toasted the charming gentleman with my bottled spring water.
My hip is paying the price today, but it was a delightful three hours! And wasn't the sky pretty last night, in front of the rainstorm, as we left home?