Somewhat good-looking guy?

So the missus hosted her 1st Tupperware Party last night. I knew it was inevitable. I mean how many Pampered Chef/Creative Memories/"God Knows What" parties can one go to before you're asked to have one in your own home?

I was all for Michele's party - I'm a pretty agreeable guy lately. There's not much I think my wife couldn't get from me right now other than that trip to the Caribbean. So her having a few friends over seemed like a reasonable request. It gave us another good excuse to do the "once over" on the house, you know, make it more presentable for company. And it gave me a chance to take the little ones out on the town on my own. 

Emma, Logan and I scooted out just as guests were arriving. Emma quickly recanted her wish to go to the park when she realized that her mother was "having a party" without her but Dad smoothed that out with the promise of ice cream. The school park has become a regular hang out for the Kirby kids lately and luckily so because with darkness falling on us much earlier these days, Logan needed good night-vision to navigate all the obstacles that one park can throw at you. (Side note - some slides aren't made for below average height percentile 2 year olds - see Bear's nose). The ice cream promise to Emma doubled as a quick remedy for Logan's new scratch and off to McDonald's we went.

One can only stall toddlers for so long with bedtime fast approaching so we headed home hoping not to disturb some secret ritual of the "woman party" kind. Honestly, us men can only imagine what goes on at these deals.... I mean, have you ever been witness to some of the nonsense that goes on at Baby showers? Men can't hold a candle to Bachelorette party shaming. And last night I left my humble home open to the mind manipulation "dances" of the Tupperware lady.....

Well, they appeared to be well behaved. Didn't break anything. Passed around some high end  plastics and even left me some Salsa! As Emma and Logan slipped into their bed-clothes, content, storage-container toting women left as they came - happy to have friends that invite them to parties just like this. 

One straggler clung on to our couch and visited into the night. Rebecca is always good for a deep thought or ground breaking, world changing idea and last night she didn't disappoint. Seems Mrs. Perrotti (sp) thinks that pushing Tupperware would be right up my alley. "I mean, what woman wouldn't want to go to one of these things hosted by a MAN. Men selling tupperware!!! Women would buy up tons of this stuff from a 'Somewhat good-looking guy' right?"

That's me folks - the "somewhat good looking guy" hawking Tupperware/Pampered Chef/Creative Memories - hell whatever's in season - I'm selling!

out

K