Is it Dinner or Supper

Five years ago when I was married I discovered that my new husband and I spoke different languages. I call our big meal of the day(meat and potatoes) when served at noon  is called dinner.  He insists dinner is served at the end of the day; says that the noon meal is lunch.  It can’t be lunch I said because lunch is just  a soup and sandwich  type of meal. So the solution when I put the dinner on the table at noon, he eats his lunch and in the evening he has a sandwich for dinner–Compromise is what a good marriage is based on. Actually we get along very well considering that he was married 52 years to his first wife and we had some catching up to do.

John is an engineer and measures everything,has to make sure  the sheet on the bed hangs exactly as low on one side as the other-goes from side to side checking several times until it’s right! He makes the bed, you see while I make myself scarce.  I can’t stand such precision for making a bed-only rocket launches need that due diligence-actually come to think of it that’s exactly what he did before retiring-he was an aerospace rocket engineer. The only other problem is loading the dishwasher-I just put the dishes in wherever they will fit.  He says that the racks were engineered specifically hold the plates,saucers,cups saucers etc.  just so .  I load the dishwasher during the day and before he starts it,he rearranges everything   There you go compromise!!

Actually any husband who makes a bed and loads a dishwasher is my kind of guy!!


Getting Started and User Name

It was not easy to find a user name because all the good ones have been taken so this username is as close to what I wanted as I could get.  I guess the real idea is to keep trying.  You see, I graduated from college 18 years after I entered as a Freshman,I married my husband ,John at age 70.  Some things take a while to get them right-just keep trying!  A little background on STRIVING …When I was young ,my place at the dinner or supper table(more on this another day) was at my father’s left.  Each night(yes we always sat down together for meals ) at the  supper table he would ask what we had learned that day during school and asked for any grades we had received that day. I was a good student and if I mentioned that I had received 100% he said I should have a grade of 110%. Also being the oldest I was told that our family, especially my sisters(did I mention that I am the oldest of 5 ?) ,would have to follow behind me in school and everything I did would reflect on them and our family name. So there the  standard was set. If I tried to explain some failure on my part, I was told that I should not be “alibi ike”. That was long before Eisenhower was president so where that name came from is a mystery. Horatio Alger was my hero, I never read those books but from what I heard he made something of himself. So even today I believe if I tried a little harder I could do a better job.