Earn your Dinner

By: Greg & Ann Lawler

The bright spots in our very dull social life were Ray and Linda coming to dinner, or our dining at their house.  Of course, Ray always had something interesting, and borderline crackpot, to liven the discussion. 

The routine at our house was delightful – Ray would come in the front door, lie on the floor with the dog – hard to tell who enjoyed it more – and then provide the dog a treat or two.  He would arise, take a sip of his wine, and begin to talk.

To give a flavor of the conversation - one evening, after the normal preliminaries, Ray announced that he wanted to talk about pornography.  Of course, everyone ignored him.  So we sit down to dinner and Ray says, ok, let’s talk about pornography.  The expected response – Ray, is the problem too much or too little?  Undeterred, he launched into some sociological explanation he must have gathered from God knows where on the internet.  Fortunately, there was enough wine that laughter defeated the conversation.

Dinner at the Tiernan’s was equally eventful.  Ray would complain he overcooked the fish on the grill, even though we thought it was delightful, and his peppers on the grill were fantastic.  Very often, Ray would lament something in their perfect house that didn’t work and his inability to fix it.  So off we would go, had to earn your dinner, must be a Providence thing. 

Video of bathroom repair.