lost in translation

Well, I got a reminder yesterday that I've got to learn the "language of the people" or I'm gonna end up looking pretty daggum stupid.

Well, the whole thing started out with me being stupid on Friday night. We drove Amanda's grandma, Maw Maw, up to Huntsville for her birthday and to go to Macaroni Grill. When we got back to her place, I unlocked the door and put the keys in my pocket. The problem was, they were her keys and not my keys. So when I got back to our place, I realized that I had her keys to her house.

So, I called Maw Maw and told her what had happened. I originally offered to bring them over for her and take her out to eat for lunch. What I thought happened in the rest of the conversation was that she said, "no, y'all should come for dinner," so I told her that we'd call her before we left.

I always thought that we ate dinner pretty early at the von Herrmann house, usually around 5:30 or 6. So we left around 4:30 so we'd have plenty of time to talk with her. When we got her on the phone, she said "well, it'll be cold, but come on over anyway."

Come to find out, "dinner" is the second meal of the day in Holly Pond,usually served from 11-2, whereas "supper" is the later meal. So, needless to say, we were just a tad bit late for dinner at 5 pm.

We still had a good time, but I felt pretty dumb for completely misunderstanding when she wanted us to come. From now on, we're gonna set a time to avoid this mistake again. Dinner=lunch, Supper=dinner. I've just got to repeat that to myself and make sure I know what folks are talking about before making myself look dumb again.