Mom and I both admire Tia Joyce, a long-time and dear 90 year-old friend of the family, very much. She is so sharp and together despite her age that it’s not unusual for Mom to ask Tia Joyce for advice. She is also very much of a lady — extremely polite and well-mannered — but more in a pleasant, old-world kind of way than a stuffy or uncomfortable way. She is elegant, graceful and always impeccably dressed. Each time we visit her well-adorned home, it’s incredibly clean and tidy. She usually has a gift for me when I see her.
Since we rarely use it for dining, I place Maven’s food there so that Sammy, our chubby, food-obsessed mini schanauzer puppy, doesn’t eat it along with his own. Needless to say, our home is much less proper than Tia Joyce’s even if Mom tries to pretend otherwise.