Not only did I learn how to fan a strawberry, I also learned that guys don't care one little smidgen about fanned strawberries and garnish, and I say that in the nicest way possible. Don't get me wrong...I think my officers think it's kind of sweet and maybe even amusing when I do something a little special like fanning a strawberry because they know how much fun I had doing it and how much I love fussing over them, and for that reason alone, they really appreciate it.
But these big, bad, heat-packing friends of mine, they don't care about fanned strawberries and garnish...they just want to know what time the dinner bell rings. ♥
But these big, bad, heat-packing friends of mine, they don't care about fanned strawberries and garnish...they just want to know what time the dinner bell rings. ♥
How to fan a strawberry.
If I were there I would have gone on and on about the fanned strawberries. But, guys can't stop being guys :-)
ReplyDeleteSuzie, it was kind of comical now that I think back - it's like they weren't quite sure what to make of it. But now, months later, they know how much fun I'm having planning surprises. Like when I bought the new toaster...who knew we'd all have so much fun making toast that Saturday we christened it! I think they look forward to 'what's next' now.
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