Trace yourself

This morning (actually this afternoon), That’s Not Chinese and I got together for breakfast at my place. Breakfast burritos and mimosas. That’s Not Chinese was in charge of the mimosas.

She handed me my glass, I thanked her and looked at her glass, which appeared to be a mimosa minus the juice. I asked her about it and her reply was, “yeah….”

As I continued to prepare the breakfast burritos, I was sipping on my mimosa and thought to myself, “This seems pretty easy to throw back.”  I asked That’s Not Chinese if she had added champagne to my glass. Answer: no.

Later, I was visiting with Alice and Hot Mustard and sharing this story with them. Alice reminded me of the time we were at the wine store and I told her I needed to buy some champagne, which I don’t really care for, because I had way too much orange juice at my house.

While chatting, Just Show Up, Alice’s brother, stopped by for an impromptu visit. Prior to leaving, I told him it was nice to meet him. He politely replied, “Nice to meet you too, Susan.” I advised him my name is not Susan and he replied with a “Susan” story.

Just Show Up told me that Susan was his favorite name to say because you could feel it vibrate and tickle against your teeth when you said it. Hot Mustard, Alice and I tried it after he left, all to no avail.

Alice and I started discussing our Italian class that we plan to take. It is obvious Alice is going to smoke me in this class. She has the “Invitation to Italian: Prego!” book and did study abroad in Italy.

We then started talking about parties and Alice advised me they plan to host a party this spring. B.Y.O.H. Yes, the “H” stands for hatchet. Hot Mustard plans to make targets and the goal is to hit them. We started talking about Arbor Day (because the targets are tree stumps) and the idea of dressing up like trees.

I told Alice I planned to dress up as a genealogy tree. She quickly stated, “You need to trace yourself  all the way back to Adam and Eve.” She also stated her aunt had done this for her. My reply, “So I need to trace myself before I wreck myself?” I have a feeling I may not get into the B.Y.O.H. party if “trace yourself” is the prerequisite.