Time To Reach For The Book Of Questions

Time To Reach For The Book Of Questions

Years ago, someone gifted me with a copy of The Book of Questions by Gregory Stock, Ph.D., and I used to pull it out at dinner parties and backyard barbeques after most of the rowdiness had died down and everyone was in that "gathered round the table and drinking thoughtfully" kind of mood. It never failed to bring on some lively, and sometimes really funny and touching conversation.

So in the interest of pure self-indulgence, I'm going to tackle one question at random once a week in this blog, and let's all see where it takes us.

This week's question is:

Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as your dinner guest? As your close friend? As your lover?

I like this one. This one is fun.

My dinner guest would be Mel Brooks. Can't think of anybody I'd rather have to banter with over my simply excellent chicken piccata. Good Lord, can you imagine it? I'd never want the night to end.

My close friend....hmmmm....that's a little harder. Mr. Rogers comes immediately to mind, but I need someone I can swear a blue streak in front of when the underwire pushes out of my bra and stabs me in the boob. I need someone who'll pour me a glass of wine after a rough day and tell me to tell the rest of the world to go to hell. I need someone who'll snark at me to strap on a set and stop whining when I'm being overly-dramatic.

I think I need to be friends with either Dame Judy Dench or Clinton Kelly. I need tough love and a wicked, sharp sense of humor.

And now for the last one...I thought about creating a separate webpage to list all my options for the "Dream Lover" position, but I'm sure many of those would have to be dragged by their heels to service a middle-aged Mom despite her excellent chicken piccata. Let's say for the sake of argument that whomever I choose will be enthusiastically on board, so to speak.

The obvious answers come to mind: Dwayne Johnson, Colin O'Donoghue, Chris Hemsworth, Tom Hiddleston....but really, I know nothing about them in bed. Maybe they're not as good as they look. (PROVE ME WRONG, BOYS....PROVE ME WRONG).

So I'll leave the lover door open for that mythical guy, somewhere in the world, who gets it. Who understands how to show a woman that he desires her, and not just it. Who woos my mind along with my body. Who laughs and smoulders and wrings every ounce of sensation out of every encounter. He's out there, somewhere.

'Till then, I'll make do with a piece of celebrity beefcake. It's a sacrifice, to be sure, but someone's got to do it.

What about you? What's your answer to today's question?

Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as your dinner guest? As your close friend? As your lover?

 

 

 

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