NaBloPoMo – November 2013
I’m feeling a deep need to write lately, but I’m short on inspiration and time. To kickstart me I’m going to participate in NaBloPoMo and use the daily prompts from BlogHer’s The Daily Post. My blog won’t “feel” like it’s usual self, but variety is the spice of life 😉 The prompts appear to only cover posting Monday to Friday for the month, not weekends, so I will find my own prompts or topics for Saturdays and Sundays, because I want this to be a full 30 day experience. I am on the NaBloPoMo Blogroll, even though I can’t win anything since I’m from Canada 🙁
November 1 – Eat, Drink, and Be Merry……for tomorrow we die. The world is ending tomorrow! Tell us about your last dinner — the food, your dining companions, the setting, the conversation.
The room is lit by candles. Hundreds of candles glowing softly and warming us. The table is round and elegantly set. My crystal glass is full of cheap bubbly almost-wine (it’s my party, I’ll drink what I want to!) My whole family is together. They even arrived on time. We have a beautiful appetizer buffet spread out throughout the main floor of our home on small serving tables. We are eating all of my favorites: spring rolls, saucy meatballs, bruschetta, mini pizzas, spinach dip and soft french bread, thai chicken skewers, crunchy veggies and pulled pork sliders. Dinner will be chicken parmesan, french fries and roasted vegetables. Dessert will be molten chocolate cake with vanilla bean ice cream.We are going to be so full that we’ll be glad the dinner party goes all night. Party music is playing in the background so we can dance between courses and all the kids are running in and out of the house while playing together. There is no fighting! We are all feeling nostalgic, but we aren’t letting sorrow have free reign. We are just cherishing our final dinner together.
It sounds so simple really. It sounds like something we should do at least every month – why wait until the end of the world? But really, my extended family is not close. Sometimes we are so distant I don’t know why we pretend otherwise at all. I’ve always wanted that close family feeling. To invite people to Sunday dinners or to know that we’ll all want to spend every holiday together. And on some special occasions things seem to come together and everyone is there and talking and laughing and remembering. But despite all the promises and the good intentions, another year or more goes by before we even talk again. Facebook interactions allow us to pretend we know what is happening in each other’s lives, but we all know that Facebook is just the public front. It’s not the real life. It’s not the hard days and the tears, seeing Facebook moments doesn’t mean we will be there for one another when a bad day comes – not even if it was the last day of life on earth. I know my husband and kids would be with me. My mom would be here. But the rest of them? They would be too busy huddling in with their own tiny little tight circles. We aren’t good at the extended thing. Cousins don’t call on each other to help move, sisters don’t talk daily on the phone and nieces and nephews are nothing more than yearly school photos most of the time.
Hmmm, maybe a revised last dinner is in order. The true version would go more like this: the world is ending tomorrow. We have pizza and chips and pop and lots of chocolate cupcakes. My husband, my boys and my mom, plus her dogs of course, are all snuggled together in comfy blankets watching end of the world movies and hoping that somehow a saviour will avert whatever disaster threatens us. We might be saved, we might not, but we are together and we are happy. Sometimes small circles of love have to be enough. The End.
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