RONNIEISMS

THE SUPPER CLUB

EVERY WEDNESDAY NIGHT FOR THE LAST TWENTY OR SO YEARS, A GROUP OF US GOES SOMEWHERE FOR DINNER. WHAT STARTED OUT AS TWO COUPLES HAS GROWN TO 13 OR 14 PEOPLE INCLUDING SOME SINGLES. WE INITIALLY TRIED TO GO PLACES THAT HAD COUPONS FOR DISCOUNTS, TWO FOR ONE, ETC. THESE SUPPERS ALL HAVE THAT FEELING OF FAMILY AND TOGETHERNESS. SINCE OUR WHOLE GROUP'S AVERAGE AGE IS IN THE 70s WE TRY TO ENJOY EACH MEAL AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. A FEW OF OUR GROUP ARE NOT WELL BUT THEY CONTINUE TO PARTICIPATE WHICH I BELIEVE IS SOMETHING THAT THEY ENJOY.
A FEW YEARS AGO WE TRIED TO FIND A NAME OTHER THAN "THE BELCHERS" BUT AS YET HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING ORIGINAL THAT WE COULD COPYWRITE.

IT'S ALWAYS FUNNY TO HEAR THE BANTER AND THE CONTINUAL "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" FROM SOME OF THE GROUP. IT'S NOT THAT WE'RE SO LOUD ALTHOUGH SOME HAVE HEARING PROBLEMS BUT MOST JUST WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S BEING SAID. NOT BECAUSE THEY'RE NOSEY (HA,HA)  BUT THEY  WANT TO PARTICIPATE IN ALL OF THE CONVERSATIONS AND WANT TO BE SURE THAT IT'S NOT THEM THAT'S BEING DISCUSSED.
MOST OF THE WOMEN PLAY CARDS OR MAHJONG TOGETHER DURING THE WEEK SO THE GAMES ARE PART OF THEIR CONVERSATIONS. THE GUYS FOR THE MOST PART TALK SPORTS SINCE WE'RE ALL EXPERTS ON THE SUBJECT.
ALMOST ALL OF US ARE MEMBERS OF OUR CHIEF'S FOOTBALL GROUP SO THE LAST GAME OR THE PERSON WHO WON BECOMES THE MAIN SUBJECT ESPECIALLY IF THEY'VE WON MORE THAN THEIR SHARE.
 I GUESS YOU CALL IT JEALOUSEY OR ENVY BUT THAT'S NORMAL  REGARDLESS OF AGE. WE'RE A FUN GROUP THAT ALL CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER AND ALWAYS THERE IN TIMES OF NEED. A FEW OF OUR MEMBERS ARE NOT FEELING TOO WELL SO OUR PRAYERS ARE PRETTY CONSTANT FOR THEIR WELL BEING. WE ALSO TRY NOT TO FORGET THOSE OF US THAT HAVE PASSED AND TO KEEP THEM IN OUR MEMORIES.
WE'VE LOST A FEW OF OUR ORIGINAL FOOTBALL MEMBERS DUE TO MOVING TO THE WEST COAST OR  LIVING IN ST.LOUIS BUT WE STILL FIND TIME TO TALK ABOUT THEM.
WHAT'S REALLY FUNNY IS THAT EVERY AND I MEAN EVERY MEAL THE SAME THING IS HEARD FROM ALL. "I'M SO FULL, I CAN'T EAT ANOTHER THING" OR "THE FOOD WASN'T VERY GOOD TONIGHT".
 I FEEL THAT OUR BEING TOGETHER, PATTING OUR BELLIES AFTER STUFFING OURSELVES AND A FEW BELCHES, ARE PART OF THE ROUTINE. I LOOK FORWARD TO THESE EVENTS AS LONG AS THE FARTING IS KEPT TO A MINIMUM.