The Original Tea Party
One of the things I find completely charming here in the Ozarks where Our Little House is located, is the good old southern tea parties. One of the women holds these about twice a year. She’s not exactly a “neighbor,” she lives at least 10 miles away and I got lost trying to follow another woman to her house last week, but she does live within our fire station service area, so around here, she is technically a neighbor.
She is a transplant from Mississippi. Many of our neighbors aren’t really locals at all, but from Chicago (some call this area “Little Chicago”), but we do have some neighbors from Louisiana, Texas and Mississippi.
When my friend, Alicia, who is from none of the above, but originally from Peru, called me last winter and asked if I would like to go to a tea party, I was a little taken aback as I knew her politics didn’t match those of the political tea party movement.
“No, a real tea party,” she said. “With hats and dresses. Her parties are THE events around here.”
I didn’t have a hat or a dress (I had one dress when we moved here but have yet to locate it), so I wore my best slacks and a Christmas sweater since it was in December. I found my attire to be ok, not everyone dresses to the nines for the parties.
There was a hat contest for the best hat and a contest for the person with the best story about their show and tell tea set.
There was fancy little finger foods, but we didn’t sit around drinking tea, the hostess revealed she really doesn’t even like tea, but there were plenty of fruity libations of the alcoholic and non-alcoholic variety.
Last week, the theme, of course, was summer. The hostess is also a quilter, so we played a game and she gave away one of her quilts.
She loves to entertain and makes it seem so effortless that I’m in awe of her abilities. I’m sure sometime in the distant future when she can no longer throw these lavish events, her southern tea parties will still be legend on Pine Mountain.
Some of us will be remembered for our generosity, some for our ability to entertain.
It made me wonder what I will be remembered for. Possibly the Crazy Dog Lady?
What is your special talent for which you think you will be remembered for?