Martha Thorsvig

How comforting it is to know that my family is being nurished by fabulous meals that everyone is lined up to bring. Every loving act is anxiously awaited around 6:30 (as that is the time Steve has managed to train our family to start salivating since he took over this duty and retired as Mr Mom years ago). Martha (Kathy) Thorsvig, I call her that since she is Miss Manners and knows everything about what is appropriate ettiquitte (you can blog her some questions if you have any now) has been assigned the coordination of dinners. Just in case you want to bring any, you might call her at 206-232-5298, or maybe, if we get this done right, we could put it up on the blog so everyone would know what was coming? In the past when I have made meals for others, it didn't occur to me the wide spread love that this simple act attained. People love to show up and talk and share food. Without the coordination of dinners, there could be an overwhelming amount of waste, or lack of refrigeration space (we figured that one out at Thanksgiving!) and we don't want that.
Last night, the best of plans laid, there was a bit of a miscommunication. As is usuall around dinner time (that is also the time everyone gets off work) my good friends the Giesbrechts, and the Schaeffers, arrived. Now those of you who know Val Giesbrecth know that she is a gourmet chef and everyone would love to be invited to her house for dinner, but I told her not to bring anything cause we have so much food and I was sure that someone was bringing a dinner (she also would have checked with Martha as she is another one of those perfectly organized people). Schaeffers had brought us cookies and wine-their specialty-and we were all set up for a nite at the Sussexes! Only someone neglected to relay to me that our meal had been canceled (who does that?). Around 6:30 my stomach was feeling that growl and Mike went to get some snacks. The mealtime passed and I went to bed but the meal would have been consumed if it had been there...in hind site, everything really does happen for a reason. I had overdone it for the day with a superwoman walk with my power girlfriends, Marilyn Dierickx, and Suzie Backes and we had run into Cynthia Schoonmacher who was off on an real estate scout and we went to see the house (but that is another story). I did end up going to bed earlier than I would have otherwise, to that end Steve gets all the credit (he was trying to get me to bed all day long). Little did I know that I would need all the rest I could get as I experienced the worst nite since surgery with releif and sleep finally taking over around 4:30 am.