i have to give you an update about my favorite time of the week. i love love friday nights. on friday nights random people show up at my door with a dish of food in their hands. usually there's somewhere between 10-14 people. they are never the same people at the same time. i'm noticing a trend that most people show up half the time. so it's always a mix. also, usually there is a new person or people--someone who came along with someone who's been here before and heard it was cool(one can only assume) and so they came along. we have met so many wonderful people this way. most of them come back.
friday nights are potluck fridays. dinner around the duncan. lots of good food (how did we end up with so many friends and new-friends who really know how to Cook?), a little bit (ahem) of wine, and lots of conversation. 8 stackable chairs that i found on the roadside join 4 wooden chairs that a friend gave me, and sometimes a plastic chair or two from outside, all joining together around a big duncan phyfe table that was left in our apartment. (Silly silly former tenant: i love you).
last night i got to introduce Bestest Friend Who Went and Moved Away While I Was Gone (how DARE he!) to potluck fridays. he was excited to finally witness this crazy hippie thing we'd started months ago and keep babbling about. at least, he told me he was excited. it may very well be that he didn't think he had a choice but to come while in town. so, we got kinda hardcore at potluck fridays last night. i mean, first of all, not a single person who said they were coming backed out because of the Wretched Weather we were experiencing here in the land of lake-effect snow. not even the ones who live out on the country roads, 45 minutes away! that's dedication, baby. second, about half stayed til after midnight. i must admit, many who come to potluck fridays are younger than us, and they've got other social calendars that start at, say, 11pm. which means they head out wishing they could stay longer but they've got this other thing, and they're mad because the party is Not winding down but they've gotta go. little do they know that the party does wind down quickly after they leave. we like it that way, people leaving by 11, sometimes even 10, because honestly it's the end of the week and i've been going since 7 that morning and well, we're old and i'm not going to lie i am no longer a night owl. but last night people stayed, and we were so tired. but we were so happy with them around our table too, so we tried to hide that we were tired. so much good conversation. so much of it deep, so much of it silly. lots of talk about horror movies, which left me out in the cold because i like to avoid scary things.
at some point, my friend who finally got to be in town and experience a potluck friday, explained why i love the community that is potluck fridays when he proclaimed,
"well, i don't think i need to go to church on sunday any more: i just had church!"
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