Today I am guest posting over on my sweet friend Danielle’s blog. She, her husband and their two beautiful daughters are missionaries in Bangkok! I know you’ll love getting to know her and hopefully you’ll be inspired by a fresh perspective on hospitality.
I remember starting my first big girl job in a city where I knew absolutely no one. At first it was thrilling to spread my wings, but by the middle of the second week, I realized I had no friends. Well, except for the roommate I had met on Craigslist. (Let that sink in for a second. I FOUND MY ROOMMATE ON CRAIGSLIST. But, this back was when the internet was a little less scary, and she ended up being more of the bridesmaid type than serial killer type, so it worked out.)
So, I was new to town and knew no one but my roommate, who had only lived there a few months. One evening, I shared with her my feelings of loneliness and we decided that ratherthan rent (another) full season of Desperate Housewives from Blockbuster–because thats what we did back then–we needed to do something about it.
Valentine’s Day was approaching (and what better time to prey on other lonely strangers) so we thought it would be really fun to host a Valentine’s brunch inviting all the girls we knew to come, eat and hang out. Except for we didn’t know any girls. So, we girded our young professional loins and headed to our favorite Zumba class at the local YMCA. We samba-ed and merengue-d and then semi-awkwardly invited every chick in the entire class to come to our party that weekend. We canvased both our work places, inviting co-workers and picked up the phone and called–because that’s what we did back then–a few random girls we’d met at our church’s single’s group. We put together the menu, a playlist and crossed our fingers somebody would show up…
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