Blogcation

 

Hello!  Gregoropolis will be on a short break while we take care of family and things.

We will be back soon with our continuing adventures!

Teddy Bear Tea Party, Part 3

 After exhaustive preparations, the day of the party has finally arrived!

Holly Belle: Do you think this a good tea party hostess dress?

Meghan: Oh yes; that's lovely!

Alice: Everything looks so good.

Uli: Ja.  You both did very vell; with my supervision, of course.

Pamela: Tea's nearly ready!

Holly Belle: Perfect; right on time.

Meghan: Our guests should be here any minute.

And with those very words, the guests do begin to arrive.  They are all impressed by the fine array.

All: Ooooohhh!

As with all good parties, it's a very diverse group: bears, dolls, birds, frogs, cats, watering cans...

As everyone sips tea and eats treats, a very pleasant conversation ebbs and flows among the guests.

 >Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter<

At the conclusion, everyone agrees it was a lovely tea party.  And no guest birds of prey ate any of the other guests...

Great party!  Thank you very much!  Merci, mes fleurs!

Leaving two exhausted, but beaming, hostesses.

Holly Belle: Well, that was certainly a success, if I do say so myself!

I wonder what our next project should be?

Meghan: I would vote for a nap!

No Pants Day

 Friday was No Pants Day (Really, this is a thing.  Read about it here: Wikipedia: No Pants Day) and the boys gleefully participated.

Well, there was perhaps a bit less glee...

Stephen Orange: >sigh<  The things I do for this family.

Nicholas Sahara: Blimey, America is so dashed cheeky!

Scot-Michael: We are unfettered!  Liberated, even!

Not all Gregoropolis residents were impressed.

Holly Belle: >Ew!<  Boys!

Rhoda: >Ha-ha!<  Wicked! I'm in for next year!

Teddy Bear Tea Party, Part 2

 Preparations for the tea party are in full swing!

Holly Belle: So, Uli, we've been informed that some of these guests have very hearty appetites.

We need to make sure there's enough food.

Uli: >Ahem<  I can assure you that when I cook, no one ever leaves the table hungry.

Uli: My two assistants vill be helping me.

Meghan: Er, great.  We'll leave you to it, then.

Uli: Danke.

Uli: Luke und Alice, let us hop to it.  Do not just stand there until the birds roost on you.  

Luke: Yes, ma'am!

Alice: Oh my, this is so exciting!

Pamela: You came to the right person.  No one makes a better cup of tea than I do.

Even the vicar says so.

Holly Belle: We knew we could count on you!

Holly Belle: All right you two, we need to put those tables together.

Ezra: Why are we always moving furniture around here?

Holly Belle: >Sigh<  No, not that way!

Wesley: Good grief...

Holly Belle: Ah yes, much better.

Meghan: Now to get the dishes.

Meghan: This party is going to take every bit of crockery we have!

Holly Belle: Hmmm...and it won't all match.

Daphne: Oh sweetie, you don't want it to match.  

Nothing shrieks 'new money' like having everything match.

Holly Belle: Goodness!  We never even thought of that.

Meghan: Yes, thank you for telling us.

Daphne: That's what I'm here for.

Evil Squirrels

 Daddy Steve: Here at Gregoropolis, we love it when the magnolia tree blooms in the spring.

(Two years ago)

Apparently the squirrels love it, too.  

This spring they attacked it and destroyed almost every blossom.

We got some sheet metal and put it around the trunk in time to save a few of the flowers.

The kids are quite upset about it.

Giancarlo: I mascalzoni!  The scoundrels!

Daisy: Absolutely despicable!

Daisy: What should we do?

Giancarlo: Well, a la Sicilia, we would curse them and cast the evil eye. Il Malocchio!

Daisy: And that works?

Giancarlo: No, not really.  But it does make one feel better.

Daisy: Curses to you, squirrels!  Begone!  >casts il malocchio< 

Daisy: How was that?

Giancarlo: Bravissima!  Well done!

 

Teddy Bear Tea Party, Part 1

Holly Belle: I'm feeling restless.  I need a project, but what?

Meghan: Perhaps you should organize some type of social function.  A gala or soirée.

Holly Belle: Hmm...yes, I am very good at that.  The only trouble is that 

this pandemic makes socializing hard.

Meghan: Agreed, but we do have a very big 'pod'.

Holly Belle:  True, but the boys can never be counted on to cooperate.

They're so socially inept.  I really think their teddy bears have more of a clue than they do.

Meghan: Well, maybe we should invite them instead.

Holly Belle: ...Teddy bears?!  Say, that's an idea!

Meghan: A teddy bear tea party!

Holly Belle: And we can invite the dolls and all the other stuffed animals, too.

Oh, this will be brilliant!  The social event of the Gregoropolis season!

Meghan: Let's get started!

Sasha: Teddy would love to come to your party.

Miguel: And Grumpy Care Bear, too!

Holly Belle: They'll have a lovely time.

Patrick: I'm not sure.  Herbert is quite busy at the moment, and this is very short notice.

Holly Belle: Hmph.  We had no idea that Herbert's social schedule was sooo full.

Patrick: You know I do post his schedule online every week.

Ravi: Puneet, my elephant, would love to come, 

and I'm sure Herbert could find the time, right Patrick?

Patrick: Oh, very well, I suppose.

Holly Belle: Ugh.  That Patrick can be maddening some times!

Meghan: At least we got him to cooperate.

Rhoda: Hawkeye will attend your party, but you have to remember that she is a bird of prey.

I mean, just in case she eats one of the other guests.

Holly Belle: Good heavens!

Duncan: Bart has a sensitive tummy.  Will you have lactose-free, non-gluten options?

Meghan: I'm sure we'll be able to accommodate him.

Gino: Oh, si!  Hugo would be happy to attend!

Jennifer: And Barry, too.

Kaveh: Count Daniel in.

Holly Belle:  So, Rolf, will you bring Herr Mono to our party?

Rolf: Ja, naturlich.

Lulu: And I will bring my watering can to your la petite fête!

Holly Belle: Er, yes, of course.  We're happy to have, um...it.

Holly Belle: Goodness, this party is going to be a lot of work!  We'd better get started.

Meghan: Don't fret, Holly Belle.  We've got this!

I Like You

James: I like you, Rhoda.

Rhoda: I like you, too, James.

James: Do you like me better than spaghetti?

Rhoda: Better than spaghetti and meatballs!

James: Wow, meatballs!

(To himself: I don't think I'd have gone that far!)

Rhoda: What about me?  Do you like me better than ice cream?

James: Hmmm, what kind of ice cream?

Rhoda: Strawberry.

James: Oh yes, much better than strawberry ice cream.

Rhoda: Thank you!

(To herself: Good thing I didn't say Neapolitan.  That definitely would have been pushing it!)