She said I was adorable and then she fed me!
This kind of thing just doesn't happen every day - being called adorable and then having a fabulous chef prepare a delicious meal....all for me!
This is a big deal, my peeps.
This is a big deal, my peeps.
Back in July of 2011 I rediscovered BlogHer and opened myself up to a whole bucketload of friendships. I've come to know, and adore, a great number of bloggers that truly inspire me to keep writing in the hopes of achieving their level of brilliance. I also have a list of bloggers that I'd love to meet, in the flesh, so they can tell me their stories over a glass (a.k.a. bottle) of wine. (don't worry, I'll bring a bottle for them too).
Well yesterday it happened.
Now, Virginia and I have a mutual bloggy friend named Melanie (of IsThisTheMiddle), who expressed a desire to tag along, but there was this little issue of her being a whole continent away.
How does one solve that dilemma?
You may be wondering why my stick Melanie is wearing a pink sweater? That's because of a blog post she wrote, which I thought would be easier to find and link to, but I can't find it. Anyhow, the sweater story stuck in my memory. At least, I hope it was Melanie that wrote the post. Boy, that would be embarrassing if were someone else.
And you may be wondering why she is nekkid from the sweater down.
That's because when I asked Stick Melanie if she preferred pants or skirts she wouldn't answer me...probably because she's a paper stick figure...so, nekkid it was.
Anyway, sticks are very hard to fit properly. And, well...if we can't run around half nekkid to visit friends in our real lives, we should at least let our virtual stick selves do it - living vicariously, if you will. Plus, it's just cooler. I'm typing this half nekkid right now (not really)(but I wish I was)(you're welcome family).
So, Stick Melanie and I went to visit Virginia!
We arrived to an extremely warm greeting! Virginia gives good hug. Stick Melanie declined as she feared being crumpled.
Then Virginia did something that will forever cement her friendship in my heart...she poured me a glass of wine. It was past noon, people...s'o.k.
Guess who was Johnny On The Spot when the wine started to flow?
Stick Melanie wasn't so worried about wine droplets apparently...
I got a tour of the garden, which lead to tomato envy - Virginia has lovely tomatoes. (you, with the gutter mind...stop it).
Speaking of tomatoes...lunch was a salad that, had y'all been there with us, would have sent you into gastronomical ecstasy.
Here...look for yourself!
(I know, it's blurry...I might have been a little anxious to get eatin')
There is no possible way to do this salad justice, I'll tell you what's in it and then you can proceed to bubble with envy. It had:
homegrown lettuce (yes, you heard me right)
hard boiled egg
BBQ'd shrimp (oh...the shrimp...you've no idea, like yum on steroids kind of yum)
a crumbly Mexican cheese
other stuff crumbled on top
and then a citrus dressing that I refrained from drinking out of the container
because, you just don't do that sort of thing the first time you go to some one's house
I'm not THAT uncouth
(yes I am)
(I waited until her back was turned)
(nah, I'm kidding)
I learned something about myself that afternoon - I do NOT have the power of mental manipulation! Because, after finishing my meal I tried a little mind control to make Virgina excuse herself to go to the bathroom,so that I could lick the plate.
It didn't work.
I only have so much self control in me, so all bets are off next visit (don't tell Virginia, or she might not invite me back...shhh...it's our little secret).
There was much chewing and chatting - it was an absolutely wonderful experience to connect with someone that I've read so much about (via her blog). Every great thing you imagine about her is amplified in person: she has nothing but kind words, she's an attentive host, she has a radiant smile and her home felt like...well...home. If I promise NOT to lick the plates, will you invite me back? I swear I'll behave (that's a lie, I probably won't).
Fear not! Our visit isn't over yet...there's more!
Hey, you! Wipe your chin...you're drooling!
Oh, wait...that's me.
Dude...you have NO idea, like none...on how awesome this was.
Orange cream floats. With. Frangelico.
I know, right!?!?!?!
The hooch hits the table and then *BAM*, like lightening, look who shows up....
I can't say I blame Melanie...this was an impossible dessert to pass up. I was this close to asking her to just pour the Frangelico right into the ice cream carton and pass me a spoon....but again, not first lunch date type of behavior (rules are stupid).
As with all good things, our date had to end. Virginia said her good-bye to Stick Melanie by pointing out that she should really consider some pants...and perhaps to shave her legs.
And I said my good bye with a hug...
And then all my chins and I left.
I really cannot thank her enough for opening her home to me and making my visit so wonderful. She is such a nice lady, a great friend, and I hope that she finishes her projects and comes back to BlogHer again soon to regal us with her wit and wisdom!
We all love you, Virgina!
p.s. The idea for Stick Melanie belongs to Melanie herself! I merely drew it.