Life's Too Short: Stilettos in Dinning Rooms. PDF Print E-mail
Written by OHmommy   
Saturday, 25 October 2008 19:00
Years ago when I was a bride preparing for my wedding, someone much wiser told me to take it all in by stepping aside. I still, to this date, remember that moment where I stepped off the dance floor in my white stilettos and into a corner to observe the wedding reception.

I remember the small details such as the lead vocalist of our 10 person band needed a shave and the look of my goddaughter's face as my sister spun her around on the dance floor. I remember the procession of fancy petite fours on the 20 foot dessert table and the expression on my best friend's face when her martini met her lavender Ann Taylor bridesmaids dress. But what I remember most is how at the end of the evening my guests huddled together and enjoyed my father's surprise late night bigos (Polish hunter's stew). The dinning tables were alive.

Saturday night was no wedding reception.

However, that did not stop me from stepping aside for a moment and taking it all in. I hid myself in a corner and observed my husband's "best man's" son as he tore up the dance floor at only two years old, the parent's faces lite up in delight. I observed as my old colleague's husband held his infant daughter on his lap and watched as his three year old daughter kept up with the five year old girls on the dance floor. He was so proud. I observed as my girlfriend took pictures of her daughter as she ripped through the dinning room on a sugar high exposing her neon blue mouth from inhaling too many cupcakes. All night long, I observed as parents laughed, kids giggled, little girls twirled, kindergarten boys ran, and babies smeared icing over my dining room table.

At the end of the night, after people watching parents and their pride, I slipped out of my stilettos (cowgirls wear heels, right?) and joined my girlfriends at my dinning room table. It was a perfect ending to a perfect night.

Life is way too short for dinning room tables to remain empty.

Life is too short for stilettos to remain in dust covers.

Life is too short for us not to dance like it is going out of style.
 

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Pauline Karwowski, aka OHmommy.

Is a self proclaimed globe trotting, minivan driving, SAHM stiletto ho.

Happily married mother to 3 Cleveland natives: Jay the son, Lola the daughter, and Fifi the preschooler.

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