delicious days

More than two months passed after the night my husband announced his foreign appointment before we sailed for lotro gold England.

I planned to study and to have long talks with him about the customs of fashionable and diplomatic Europe, but alas!  I reckoned without the friends and pretended friends who claim the time of a man of Tom's importance.  Besides, he and I had so many wow gold other things to discuss.

So the sailing time approached, and then he announced that we were to be presented at court! I was thrilled half with fear and half with joy.

I remembered from my reading of history that some of England's kings had not spoken English and that French had been the court language.  I visited a bookstore and purchased what was  ecommended as an easy road to French, and spent all morning learning to say, "l'orange est un
fruit."  I read the instructions for placing the tongue and puckering the lips and repeated les and las until I was dizzy.  Then I looked through our bookcases for a life of Benjamin Franklin.  I knew he had
gone to court and "played with runescape queens."

But the great statesman-author-orator gave me no guide to correct form or English social customs.  Instead I grew so interested in the history of his work in England and France and in his inspiring achievement in obtaining recognition and credit for the United States that dinner time arrived before I realized I had not discovered what language was spoken at court, nor what one talked about, nor if one talked runescape at all.

Tom roared when I made my confession.  With his boyish good humor he promised to answer all my questions on board ship.

So, without a care in those delicious days that followed, I wandered down Sixth Avenue to New York's then most correct shops, buying clothes and clothes and clothes.  I bought practical and impractical gifts for the twins back in Wisconsin and for all the family and those good friends who had helped me through runescape gold Madison.

The week before we sailed my husband said, out of a clear sky: "Be sure you have the right clothes, Mary.  The English are a conservative lot."Suddenly I was conscious again that I did not know the essential things the wife of a diplomat ought to know--what to wear and when, a million and one tremendous social trifles.

The moment our magnificent liner left the dock I heaved a sigh of relief.  Tom would be mine for two whole weeks, and all the questions I had saved up would be answered.  That evening he announced: "We don't dress for dinner the first runescape money night out."

"Dress for dinner?" I asked.  "What do you mean?"

And then very gently he gave me my first lesson.  I had never seen anything bigger than a ferry-boat.  How could I guess that even on an ocean liner we did not leave formality behind?  The "party dresses",
so carefully selected, the long, rich velvet cape I had thought outrageously extravagant, and the satin slippers and the suede--I had packed them all carefully in the trunk and sent them to the hold of the
ship.  But, with the aid of a little cash, the steward finally produced my treasure trunk, and thereafter I dressed for runescape gold dinner.

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