Tuesdays at the Table

How many times do you say the same thing we do? We really need to get together sometime. The offering of interest and desire to be part of other people's lives, while not quite making a commitment to a specific time and place to do that.

I guess I shouldn't presume myself to be a representative for the masses, but truly truly truly when we say that, we mean it. We have these friends and family members we really do want to get together with, but we know the biggest obstacle to making that happen is schedule. We're busy, they're busy, and it usually seems like our busy schedules don't match. And so we just keep saying what we should do, you know, sometime, and there it ends.

For me, there's a weird comfort even in hearing the sentence. Like somehow knowing that I matter to someone enough to even say it is good enough. Even if the getting together never happens. At least the words were spoken. But I'm trying to do better than just spoken words.

That's how Tuesdays at the Table came to be.  Tuesdays aren't as busy for most people as weekends tend to be, so maybe our chances of finding people with openings in their schedule would improve.

This week was our first hosting, and I was excited. I spent Monday evening putting up the fall decorations on the porch and planting mums {it turns out that company is the best motivator for completing decorating projects}, and I pieced together a menu that I felt reflected the advent of fall nicely.

We set our little farmhouse looking table for four...and I got more excited than I should have to use our real glasses. {Ryan and I drink pretty exclusively out of "adult sippy cups" because we usually take our water into the living room and SOME four legged member of this family thinks uncovered cups are an invitation to partake.}

{We did have plates and bowls, but it was buffet style serving, so they were on the counter.}

Chicken pot pie soup...a Pinterest experiment that made Ryan nervous and me excited. Especially when it turned out well!

Biscuits on the side {the "crust" of the pot pie if you so chose to use it as such}.

Zucchini bake to throw in some more healthy. {The soup actually was pretty healthy itself!}

And when our bellies were almost full, we fired up the coffee pot and pulled out the plate of applesauce cookies with apple cider frosting. Fall on a plate.

We sat around the table and told stories and then we migrated into the living room to softer furniture and more stories.

No one was in a hurry. Just a leisurely evening of talking and coffee and cookie consumption.

They'll all look different, I know. But it was a fine start to welcoming people into our home, and I'm looking forward to all the Tuesdays. I am sure it'll take forever to invite everyone we've had the sometime we need to conversation with, but that just means we have a good excuse to keep having company and sharing food around the table.

I throw it out there because maybe that's what it takes to end the sometime we need to conversation. Maybe you just pick a day and declare it dinner day and start asking until someone says yes. And then you keep asking until you run out of people, and then you start over.

Maybe?

Linking up!!