Scent of Hospitality
by Elouise
I used to think hospitality meant planning a big splashy event. Dinner to prepare or goodies to bake and have ready to go. With, of course, the scent of baked goodies or aromatic spices hanging in the air.
The house had to be sparkling clean in every corner. And smell clean, too! As for the hostess—that would be me—she, too, had to look and smell spiffy.
It isn’t that I’m not into social niceties anymore. It’s just that I’m older. Less energy. Less time to waste on dusting every nook and cranny. Or making sure the kitty litter isn’t fouling up the air.
If you drop by today I’m happy to make do with whatever’s in the cupboard, plus tea or coffee or water. All pretty cheap props in return for lively conversation with friends, neighbors or even strangers.
But now I’ve gone and done it. Decided to have a teeny tiny children’s tea for our neighbors and their young twins. A little boy and a little girl. You’d think I was totally out of my league, given my consternation about what to do.
I keep telling myself all I need to do is have some graham crackers, grapes and something to drink handy. Relax, Elouise. This isn’t a big deal—even though it is.
Still, though I’m a bit anxious, I can’t wait! I think our young guests will quickly set the agenda.
If things lag, there are at least a dozen mysterious boxes in our living room. Small, decorative boxes. Different shapes and sizes. Full of cheap trinkets I’ve picked up here and there. The kind of things young children love to discover.
And children’s books! Scores of them are here and there, waiting to be picked up. Maybe even read out loud.
Besides, my lovely piano stands ready for anyone to play. And then there’s Smudge, our people-friendly kitty. Or, should all else fail, D and I, in our second childhood!
Seriously, I had no idea how daunting this great idea of mine would feel. After decades of working with adults, and with our grandchildren now grownup teenagers, I’ve forgotten how easy it is to be with young children. Especially in our interesting and somewhat eccentric house.
In the larger picture of my life, getting started is always the most difficult part of all. From then on, it’s usually a great if not glorious adventure. The simple kind that puts all of life in perspective, no matter how bleak the weather or how grim the headlines.
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 31 January 2017
Image found at vintagevapejuice.com
Response to WordPress Daily Prompt: Scent
My dear Elouise
If things lag??? Ahem!
Little kids do not have any judgement, so they do not get bored. They are into everything and just accept. These several aspects of childhood are only part of what make children so delightful. Besides, they can always babble to each other. 😀
Worry not, but anticipate great glee and lots of cuddles. Should be fun, and I wish I could come too. 😀 😀
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My dear Fran
You are cordially welcome in our house at any time! With the little kids or the big kids (D & E). 🙂
We’ve been to their house multiple times, but tea was always for the adults–so far! And yes, they are absolutely delightful.
Life used to be so boring….
Elouise
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sounds like a fun time, wish I lived closer, I could go for some tea and grahams 🙂
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awww….so do I (wish you lived closer)
Elouise 🙂
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I have two delightful little grandaughters living less than 100 metres away and I can’t get enough of their time.
And it’s absolute peace when they go home to mummy and daddy 🙂
By the bye, when I was a boy I had the ‘ monica’ Smudge!
Do you think you could get the Websters dictionary or whatever it is that is used on WP to stop trying to make my correct spellings incorrect; I find it damnably annoying.
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Dear Smudge,
You are in elite company along with our Prince Oliver Smudge the Second. Just thought you’d like to know! 🙂 Now I’d like to hear the story behind your ‘monica’ Smudge.
As for WP’s ideas about spelling, it pays to read everything before I hit send. I can’t believe some of the word (not just spelling) changes they throw in here and there without rhyme or reason.
I’ll bet your granddaughters adore you as much as you adore peace and quiet when they go home. 🙂
Thanks for your cheery comment!
Elouise
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It’s not only WP’s idea it’s the Americans in general.
You (that’s the average Yank) have absolutely no idea of the metric system and yet insist on miss-spell the words.
Metre is a French word (as is the system brought in by Napaleon) as is Litre they are not spelt miter or liter. A kilometre is a unit of length a kilometer means absolutely nothing. A litre is a unit of volume a liter (American for lighter)is something that is not heavier. Is a litre of lite Coke heavier than a of gallon of lite coke or is it liter? who knows? I do knoe it;s very annoying to have ignorance trying to change intelligence! Makes me quite angry at times that I yell at my poor computer and blame it, as if it’s the computers fault!
I think the nickname smudge is/was used because of my surname. Smith.
Always like to keeep the comments cheery if I can. 🙂
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I’m especially cheered by your commentary on the metric system! Though I’m not quite the average Yank, I am not fluent in Metric Talk. I have, however, lived with it in Germany, Africa and Great Britain for significant swaths of time (which is, thankfully, measured the way we do things here in the USA). I can’t say the MS is second nature to me now, but I will say virtually everything I buy anywhere these days has prominently displayed both metric and non-metric information. Just in case you want to come and visit me. It would be an honor! 🙂
Thanks for keeping your comments so cheery! 🙂 🙂 🙂
Elouise
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Is there any other way?
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Here’s a post I did a while back that you might enjoy https://lordbeariofbow.com/2016/11/20/the-dippy-dippy-egg/
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Hopping right over to read it now!
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Oh I forgot, A jolly good post enjoyed it 😀
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Thank you kindly! 🙂
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