A Good Day

We had a good time at the party today. I had written an introspective blog about my social limitations, probably in part suggested by my blog experience of the past couple of days, but, after all, this blog is not called "Kathryn's Blog." Lola had an excellent time at the party, petting two cats and eating her ketchup straight. It was an absolutely beautiful setting, and the hosts and guests were all very gracious. Lola enjoyed putting her hand into the waterfall above the swimming pool. (This waterfall reminded me of my grandparents, who used to indulge our childish wishes to swim in opulent pools with waterfalls.) The dramatic event of the party occurred when an acquaintance had to jump into the swimming pool into his church clothes to haul out his four year-old son, who had just gone under. For the entire party, he, his wife and I had been predicting a dunk for one of us based on the natures of our very young children, so it was a foreshadowed ending, and gave me a feeling of parental solidarity. I'm not sure our drenched acquaintance felt equally satisfied! :) At least both pool-goers were perfectly fine: the child was barely underwater before his rescue, but the man took a significant jump from the top of the waterfall (four feet to the water). I want to make jokes about his advanced age, since he is Josh's age, but since his wife might read this blog, I will simply give her a wink and sign out.--K