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Monday, January 09, 2006

"Can you come around for some drinks?"

Last week, we got invited to come around to Krip's Dad's home for a little party on Sunday, which was yesterday. We were suppose to be there around 3 p.m. We weren't there. We were at the gym.
[See post below you for that experience.]

Anyway, as I was saying, as Krip's Dad was once a widower, he remarried some time ago to a woman we all like to call Mrs. Bucket (as in Keeping Up Appearances), that's pronounced Mrs. Bouquet, just so you'll know because she is quite a snob and likes to put on airs, while having nothing to put on airs about. Anyway, it's fun to watch.

So, while we weren't there at three; I mean, who gives a "cocktail" party at three o'clock on a Sunday afternoon?

Uh, Mrs. Bucket does.

We did arrive around 4:30 p.m., promising ourselves that we would be outta that house within an hour. Unbeknownst to me, Krip told Mrs. Bucket that we were going out with some close friends of ours for dinner - uh, he lied. So, getting me aside Mrs. Bucket asked me what plans we had for later, and I said smoothly, "Oh, we have another engagement. Dinner with such and such." - uh, I lied. What I am so proud of myself for was the fact that devious minds think alike. Little did either one of us know what the other was going to say, and yet we actually came up with the same, exact alibi.

Cool, right?

We were outta there within 45 minutes; 15 minutes under schedule. No harm, no foul.

However, we did keep the answering machine on all night....just in case of you know who, Mrs. Bucket, uh calling for some odd reason.


At 4:23 PM , Anonymous the letter b said...

gosh, that's what i'd call "telepathy" that works stealth-like. :)

At 4:42 PM , Blogger Mike's America said...

I hope Hyacinth doesn't have a computer... or your goose is cooked and you'll be on put on kitchen duty for the next candlelit supper.

At 4:44 PM , Blogger "Alice" said...

No, Mike, they're not on line, and they haven't a clue about our blogs. Ain't life grand. Heh.

Yeah, b, it's scary sometimes tho. An example, we write notes to each other; Krip in the morning, and I the night before and I put his in his lunch. Sometimes they are the exact same thing. Strange...innit?

At 9:17 PM , Blogger Fred said...

At least you guys didn't give her different names. That could have been a slight problem.

Well done.

At 2:46 AM , Anonymous the letter b said...

it is scary Alice. do you's both know each other before?! joke :D

just like the fella i twice blogged about being annoyed with? even till this day [erm, we got back together again!] he echoes exactly what i have in mind before i could even tell him and vice versa. via texting especially. and we are miles apart.

i do wonder if it's a destined soulmateship just like you and krip :)?

At 8:04 AM , Blogger "Alice" said...

Oh, I hope so b; how romantic for the two of you. Glad to know you two are back together.

At 2:44 PM , Anonymous the letter b said...

ta Alice :) it's all due to my being thick skinned and such but stopped short of grovelling. oh, and he's english :D

At 2:29 PM , Blogger Bill said...

answering machines and caller ID... two of the greatest inventions since the advent of the telephone.

At 9:36 AM , Blogger "Alice" said...

Hey Bill! You got that right!


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