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The Least Superest Party
Thursday, February 1, 2007
No sooner had I suggested that we host a Super Bowl party this coming Sunday than Donna had activated the family phone tree and invited her entire family for a chilled punch and nacho cheese Dorito's soiree.
Soiree, I'm told, is from the French word soir meaning evening. In this case it is from the Mormon word, swear, as in, I swear, this might be the most boring Super Bowl party I've ever been to.
Having Donna's family at a get-together means I can't invite anyone who would actually be fun. Not because Donna would object, she wouldn't. Rather because it would be embarrassing. Those fun people would get the idea of thinking I actually choose to have get-togethers where, like a Chaim Potok story, everyone sits around and debates finer religious points like, I wonder if the Brethren have ever said anything about using PowerPoint for Relief Society lessons and I hear Glenn Beck is giving Bill O'Reilly the missionary discussions. He'd make a kick butt Mormon!
If they got that idea, they would be wrong. At these events, I find myself retiring early to my room trying hard to finally perfect the trick where I consciously stop my own heart with my thoughts.
Were it up to me, there would be more loud laughter and less loud loudness. More beer, less not-beer. More exotic food, fewer Sarah salads. More people I like, fewer people I've been bored of for years.
It's not that I don't care for these people. And it isn't that we haven't shared some good times. I do and we have. It's just that any event with my in-laws in attendance become the exact same event every time. They are a real tribe. A force of their own. Going to Europe with them would be just like a missionary homecoming or monthly Sunday dinner. The same people, the same conversations, the same dominant culture. Theirs.
I commented to Donna that it's too bad the beer won't be ready to serve on Sunday.
"I'm not sure I...", she started then stopped.
"What? Not sure you what?", I pressed.
"Nothing."
"Well, it doesn't matter. It won't be ready anyway."
I guess she's not quite ready yet either.
Ah well, go Colts!
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Talkrexcuse me...
Submitted by Sarah (not verified) on February 1, 2007 - 6:59pm.
but, i happen to love sarah salad, obvious reasons aside. when i was a wee bitty sarah my aunt used to bring one to every family party. it was until years later i found out there really was a sarah salad. i just assumed she called it that for me. i was forever changed.
ps. my verification code is "pugnus", that quite easily made my day!
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Tossed salad...
Submitted by Pete on February 2, 2007 - 10:13am.
Maybe if I were to toss Sarah Salad that would be better.
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i think i just threw up a
Submitted by sarah (not verified) on February 2, 2007 - 11:27am.
i think i just threw up a little bit in my mouth. no worries, i swallowed.
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My in-laws partiers. We
Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on February 1, 2007 - 7:32pm.
My in-laws partiers. We can't have an event without oddles and oddles of beer. Hope you still manage to have fun. Go Colts! And thanks for stopping by my blog!
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Hmm
Submitted by Pete on February 2, 2007 - 10:10am.
Maybe we could work out one of those adult adoption things.
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At least...
Submitted by ripzip (not verified) on February 2, 2007 - 5:45am.
...you get to watch the Superbowl at a decent hour. Our superbowl party is starting at about 9:30 pm and will last until 3:00 am. I don't know if I'll be able to watch the entire game cuz I just know I'll conk out on the couch.
However, there will be beer, buffalo wings, beer, potato salad, beer chips and salsa, beer, quesadilla's, beer, chocolate chip cookies...and did I mention beer?
What exactly is a Sarah Salad? Never heard of it.
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Suddenly Salad....
Submitted by Pete on February 2, 2007 - 10:08am.
Sarah Salad In Utah, it is often made with peas, in the style of the Lion House recipe.
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So Not Super
Submitted by Sofi (not verified) on February 2, 2007 - 2:01pm.
Hey, I thought Momo's aren't supposed to watch tv on Sunday, unless they're tuning in for General Conference. What's up with that? Donna's people sound like a bunch of gosh dang sinners to me.
If it makes you feel any better, I am stuck in the middle of Super Bowl hell. It's 85 degrees, humid and my lovely south beach neighborhood has been taken over by tens of thousands fat, farting football fanatics. Suddenly the Momo's aren't sounding so bad
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Beer
Submitted by Sister Mary Lisa (not verified) on February 2, 2007 - 3:32pm.
We're having a party, and I might just shake it up a bit and drink my first beer there too. Why the heck not?
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Beer and Sex and Football...
Submitted by Tiggerlane (not verified) on February 2, 2007 - 4:44pm.
OMG...SO glad I checked back on your site! HAD to respond....
I suppose he WOULD sulk thru that activity as well; however, he usually refuses my advances. See? Your situation could be worse! I'll keep you posted.
Thank goodness I have a heary ego and KNOW I'm worthy!
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Well, I feel your pain. My husband will be sulking thru the whole thing - anticipating the official moment that signifies the end of football for the year.
At least I'll have beer. I'll drink one for ya.
Plus, I thought it was just a RUMOR that GB was LDS, and when I read his bio, I see he wasn't raised that way, but was a dumbass and JOINED, much like I did many years ago. Still would like to see him and Bill O'Reilly tangle.