Labor Day Party

 

My plumber

My wife tried my breast forms on

  At the Angel store at Smithville, do I fit?

This Past Sunday my wife's friend asked us to go to her brother's Labor Day pool party. He also coincidental happened to do some plumbing work for me a couple years ago and he had met me as Louise previously and was at my birthday party, so her brother and I aren't strangers, he insisted I come as "Louise" (I rarely pass up those invitations).

Believing it was a pool party, Millie and I dressed in swimsuits. When we got to his home and walked through the garage to the back of the house there was no pool, although a canal, also, their were about 20 VFW guys, mostly older men and their wives. I did feel a little uncomfortable, not for me, but I didn't want to be an embarrassment to the host.

I mixed mostly with the women, they seem to be more comfortable with me and got into a couple conversations. I find most people where ever I go, especially women tend to be very open about their lives and find me easy to share some very private information, perhaps they feel safe and that I'm more understanding and sympathetic to their issues.

We only spent a couple hours there and our friends wanted to leave, I felt I had to go around and say goodbye to the people I missed. If you know anything about most VFW types, they like to stick together in one area or table, I went over and started to say goodbye to a small group and asked when they had been in the service, they were all in 9 years after me at the end of the conflict, I went in at the beginning, they were very impressed that I looked at least 20 years younger than them and also my waist line was half theirs, they treated me with respect after learning a little about me.

We also went to the Shops at Smithville after.