“Oh, you make fancy placards for your potluck dishes? Why, aren’t you just so fancy.”
Tonight night, we are throwing a long-awaited house warming potluck. I’m really looking forward to it because Arcata has been my home for about ten years and within it, I have built a personal history, not to mention, another, formative chapter of my life. For one reason or another, a house-warming seems to be the most appropriate way to enact that acknowledgement.
And I want to drink margaritas and eat food with my awesome peeps.