With the season of gathering with family not seen in awhile, it is
introducing you to older people that look somewhat familiar, unknown offspring
and not his first wife.
Like every seasonal gathering, the first goal is to find the punch bowl.
All the treats and plates of homemade goodies are tempting, but it is the time
of year to get loopy.
Put on your best duds wrinkled under all the sweaters, scarves and puffy
coats but it won’t matter after you raise a glass or two to cheer the season
with strangers.
When you start to hit on some young blonde chick wearing a tight red
dress over by the cookies, she smiles then goes back over to old Uncle Henry.
No one wears a name badge or any other identification at family unions.
Everyone is to guess.
Not saying only these guys is approved by society (and perhaps family)
to dump the old broad and pick-up some younger version. Everyone recognize the
age difference with the new trophy wife and would gossip the connection.
Let us not forget the cougars. If dumped and yet have enough to attract
the pool boy, keep the chatter going around the table.
Pass another glass.
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