blogtember: fiction

Today's Blogtember prompt put a lot of us out of our elements: a fiction prompt. I was happy to give it a shot since I've been tossing around the idea of participating in NanoWriMo. I was also happy to give it a shot because I couldn't think of anything more perfect than sitting on my back porch, wrapped in a blanket, listening to the rain, creating an imaginary [4 paragraph] world.  

The prompt: A piece of fiction that starts with:

To say I was dreading the dinner party would be the understatement of the century.

The second shipment of our things was lost somewhere over the Atlantic, so I was stuck with one of two outfits:my travel outfit, leggings and a giant t-shirt, or my unpacking outfit, leggings and a slightly smaller t-shirt. 

"You look beautiful," Sam reassured me.
"Your lying hasn't improved recently," I reassured him.

He couldn't possibly expect me to meet his new boss and her wife in a t-shirt. It was so... American. "I should just throw on a fanny pack to complete the ensemble," I said.

We moved to Amsterdam five days ago, and I might as well have had a scarlet "A" on my chest. American. 


The story had to stop there, my friends, because this is what happens when you stop keeping track of your dog to focus on your blog: