Schmoozing

I just got home from an evening of schmoozing! I got as dolled up as I'm able to doll up and went with a group of women to a library dinner which an author speaker at the country club. Michael stayed home and had his favorite meal, MacDonald's, and watched a sci-fi movie on TV.  We both had the kind of evening that suited us best.  That's the way it should be. He hates the social scene and I hate Micky Dee's and sci-fi. Where as I totally enjoyed the company, meeting people and listening to the author. (I'm heading for the library to check out his books). His name is Craig Johnson, if anyone is interested.  Entertaining speaker, too.

It was my debut, actually.  I needed to get out and meet people to promote our cause, the plastics program.  That's what people who have a cause have to do.  They have to make contacts, get out there and mingle so people can put a face with what they have been hearing about.  It was the safest place to to start, actually, getting out there with the program.  Aren't library people easily identified with causes? I can't imagine there was an anti recycling body in the room.

When we arrived this evening, we were given either a red piece of paper if you were eating prime rib and blue paper if you were having shrimp scampi. I didn't see another piece of blue paper in the room.  Silly me, of course, I'm in beef country.  Even one of the ladies at our table had to go feed her cows after the event. I hope I didn't lose some of my schmoozing points for that guffaw.