help me please...
I don't have a whole lot to say. Worship was a little better than usual today, which isn't to say that it was great, unfortunately. For those who don't/couldn't know, this has no bearing on the worship service itself, or the sermon, or anything like that. It's the state of my heart, and to be blunt, it ain't lookin' so good. Anyway. Minor encouragement.
What else? Ah yes. I had the neatest (if that word applies) conversation with my mom this evening, about lovely, important things like evangelism, and the folly of postmodernism. Lovely.
But the main event of the day was having the Lorts (all five of them, from Gretchen on down to Richie - ask if you must, but if you don't get it, you probably just won't ever understand) over to my house. This was the - um - defining part of the day, in that it drove home to me how completely incompetent I am. I cannot even keep myself happy, much less another 5 visitors happy. Every time a group of Lorts is coming over, I get really excited because I can't wait to see them, and I really enjoy their company. However, every time they get here, I can't handle it. What I really want is to spend the entire time with each one of them, separately, and really enjoy the PERSON's company, but instead, I end up having to try (and incidentally, MISERABLY failing) to entertain and be entertained by everyone. In the end, the whole thing is terribly awkward, and I manage to ignore and/or offend all of them in some way before they leave. Mercifully, they are all gracious people, and even people who have no reason to be there whatsoever (does Gretchen get anything out of coming to my house for two hours: I think not) are perfectly considerate and polite.
So, the point of posting this is to ask the entire Internet (except those of the Lort family who will be inclined to say wonderfully kind, polite, encouraging things in response to this): How does one keep a family of friends happy at one's house for two hours? What is the magical formula for including everyone, finding a topic of conversation that is universally appealing (let me just say that guns and football don't seem to work), and generally having a good time in these sorts of situations? Help!!!
What else? Ah yes. I had the neatest (if that word applies) conversation with my mom this evening, about lovely, important things like evangelism, and the folly of postmodernism. Lovely.
But the main event of the day was having the Lorts (all five of them, from Gretchen on down to Richie - ask if you must, but if you don't get it, you probably just won't ever understand) over to my house. This was the - um - defining part of the day, in that it drove home to me how completely incompetent I am. I cannot even keep myself happy, much less another 5 visitors happy. Every time a group of Lorts is coming over, I get really excited because I can't wait to see them, and I really enjoy their company. However, every time they get here, I can't handle it. What I really want is to spend the entire time with each one of them, separately, and really enjoy the PERSON's company, but instead, I end up having to try (and incidentally, MISERABLY failing) to entertain and be entertained by everyone. In the end, the whole thing is terribly awkward, and I manage to ignore and/or offend all of them in some way before they leave. Mercifully, they are all gracious people, and even people who have no reason to be there whatsoever (does Gretchen get anything out of coming to my house for two hours: I think not) are perfectly considerate and polite.
So, the point of posting this is to ask the entire Internet (except those of the Lort family who will be inclined to say wonderfully kind, polite, encouraging things in response to this): How does one keep a family of friends happy at one's house for two hours? What is the magical formula for including everyone, finding a topic of conversation that is universally appealing (let me just say that guns and football don't seem to work), and generally having a good time in these sorts of situations? Help!!!
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posted by Arathon at 23:27
2 Comments:
Peter, you are such a jerk and just really one of the rudest hosts I've ever had to put up with.
You know, I always find your classification of our family rather amusing. I laughed quite hard when I read that. I would be very curious to know how the middle of the list lined up. But I know that if I were you I would be a little afraid to be that specific. :-P
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