Getting to know you...We've been on a quest lately to get to know people in our neighborhood a little better. To that end, we invited three families over for dessert last night. So we had the eight adults and our combined thirteen children over.
The day before, I'd hung some laundry up on the deck railing to dry, and asked Steve to retrieve it when it was dry. I didn't pay much attention to the pile of dry laundry. Unfortunately.
While all the adults were socializing upstairs on the deck, Steve sidled over to me and in a sideways whisper relayed the following: "Your bra is on the grass downstairs!"
Sure enough, smack dab in the middle of the yard, where all the children were playing and right underneath our guests--my big old brassiere.
If the goal was for the neighbors to get to know us better--mission accomplished!!