The people that descended on my home last night were all women, all living in Scandinavia for various reasons, and all writers of online journals that I read.
We came in different shapes and colors and sizes. We were in our 20s, our 30s, our 40s, and our 50s.
We were pregnant, child-free, trying to conceive, and mothers, of children both school-age and grown.
We were single, girlfriends, sambos, wives, divorcing, divorced, engaged, re-married, in love.
We were newly employed, self-employed, freelancing, working, studying, and jobhunting.
We were photographers, singers, readers, crafty chicas, vegetarians, dog owners, flirts, green thumbs, snorers, gigglers, jokers, and writers. Some of us were good talkers and some were good listeners, and some were both, although not at the same time. And we were polite and well-behaved, too. Can you believe it? Not ONE frozen bra! Sheesh! What kind of namby-pamby slumber party WAS this, anyway?? Pathetic.
And despite all those things that made us different, this is what we all were: brave, open, flexible, funny, interesting, talkative, and friendly. Not an internet psychopath among the lot. Well, maybe except for one. You know who I’m talking about. 😛
We ate a feasty feast of baked potatoes with fixin’s as varied and colorful and yummy as we were: butter, broccoli, ham, bacon, artichoke hearts, corn, pine nuts, chives, chicken, jalapenos, crème fraîche (mmmm…crème fraîche), fried mushrooms, tuna, grated cheese, salsa and a humongous bowl of salad as well, and then a mountain of sweet and savory things to climb up and slide down the other side of all evening.
At any given point during the entire evening, night and morning (except for about 4 hours in the wee dim moments of the early, early inbetweens) someone was talking and someone else was laughing, usually more than one…usually a LOT more than one.
I just checked my camera for the few pictures I actually took and they are full of red-eye and stoner-face expressions (you know that sort of half-eyes-closed caught-in-mid-sentence look) and the backs of people’s heads as they animatedly talk away.
kachunknorge, knacke_brod, scubatoe_eimi
jax_in_sweden, kachunknorge, studiozoe, knacke_brod
studiozoe, berchshill, galestorm
galestorm, kejn, natooke, idahoswede, kachunknorge
idahoswede, kejn, jax_in_sweden
brief_therapy, scubatoe_eimi, jax_in_sweden, kejn
Edited to add: I’ve got a burgundy/grey/green scarf, a pair of black fleecy gloves with suede palms, and an orange water bottle looking for their owners. Anyone?