My dad called me to let me know that he's entertaining guests in early September. Guests that aren't part of the family. He's co-hosting a card party for the seniors @ church. He & a widower (I believe we called her a senior sl*t this last Thanksgiving) are to be co-hosts 3x over the next 10 months. Dad told me that now he has to really clean the house because this isn't family. It's real people. He also needed to buy 2 more chairs to fit around the table because "real people" can't sit on folding chairs. I wasn't aware that his children & family weren't "real people". So I assured Dad that he has 3 grandchildren in the immediate vicinity that can come in & help clean for those "real people". Then I asked him if there was a budding romance between him & his co-host. "No way ~ this lady has already buried 2 husbands. I don't plan on being her third". Got to love my dad.