Tonight we did something I don’t think we’ve done since we lived in New Orleans- we had friends over for dinner. I know that sounds so sad and anti-social, but well, we’re sad and anti-social. The only people who have been in our current apartment (that we moved into in late June) are my parents and my husband’s parents and us. Seriously, that’s it. Okay fine, the lady that fed our cats and one of my husband’s friends once for an hour, but that’s really it.
So tonight we changed that.
One of my husband’s coworkers and her husband and their 10 month old daughter came over for dinner. They live pretty close and are super fun people, so we were happy to have them. I cooked a big dinner (chicken, macaroni and cheese, salad and apple/cranberry cobbler) and we sat around our table and had a great time. The baby had an especially fun time pulling all the bottles of wine out of our wine rack and ruining my husband’s pattern, it was awesome. It turns out our house is just not really baby friendly, but she didn’t get hurt, nor did she get to drink any wine, so we’ll call it a win.
Our anti-social behavior has had one major side effect though. My cat. He doesn’t like other people. He is absolutely as sugar sweet as he could be when it’s just us. He snuggles, he purrs, he is just the best cat. But when people come over, he loses himself. He hisses and spits, he usually stays on the landing of the stairs and watches, coming down periodically to hiss and remind us that he is unhappy.
He doesn’t seem to be protecting us (or if he is, he’s terrible at it), and sometimes he’ll rub against a person’s leg, while hissing. I think he doesn’t even know how he really feels but he knows he is uncomfortable. He let the baby pet his head once before hissing and running away, so maybe that’s a good sign. He better get used to that stuff real quick.
Most of all it was just nice to have adult conversations with people who are in the same stage of their life as we are. I get to talk on the internet to people all day, but the act of conversing in person is irreplaceable. This couple knows what we’re going through with residency and pregnancy and they have a great sense of humor. They gave us good advice about the first year of having a baby and even helped my husband move a table in anticipation of the upcoming office/nursery furniture moving festival. It was really great.
And they even got us to clean our apartment, which, let’s face it, does not happen often. In fact, I’m seriously thinking that we may need to have friends over more, just so that our apartment stays at least something close to its current state of cleanliness. That’s the adult thing to do, I’m pretty sure.