Okay… so it’s not exactly a dilemma. But as I was at my sister’s house last night (which is where I am at least 5 out of 7 nights (good thing my husband likes her!!) ), we were trying to get everything planned for the upcoming Christmas party for 150 people that takes place in three weeks. Oh… wait…! We were actually talking about the dinner party we’re having for the committee that her husband is on, which is tonight!! Dinner for 20 (and I’m doing all the cooking! We can discuss that in another blog.).
But I digress… even though we were talking about the dinner party that takes place tonight (geez.. I better get to working on the menu!!) and the Christmas party scheduled less than three weeks from now, we were actually really trying to figure out whether she should have a vortex tunnel or an elevator facade for the Halloween party, which is 11 months from now. That’s when my 20 year old daughter announced that Hostess went out of business! And that’s when it became clear to me – my sister’s true passion (even though I honestly thought it was Halloween) is actually Hostess products!
As well as I know my sister, I must admit… I was taken by surprise by the visceral reaction she had to the closing of Hostess. Shock… Dismay… Anger…. Sadness…. It was as if one of the pillars that holds up her world had just collapsed. She even sent my 20 year old (yes, the bearer of the bad news) to as many stores as she could find just to get the last of the Hostess. Apparently, though, she wasn’t the only one with such a reaction. The shelves were bare. The Hostess gone.
So rather than figuring out the vortex tunnel or the elevator shaft for Halloween, or the dinner menu for tonight’s party, or the Christmas party less than three weeks away, she came up with a contraption she calls the bottomless pit. She will glue the remaining Hostess products left in her house to the sides of the thing, then use mirrors and lights to create the illusion that, as she put it, “the Hostess products will go on forever to the center of the Earth.” Long live Hostess!
So Thanksgiving, Christmas, and yes, even Halloween will take a back seat to Hostess. At least for now. I will close this post with the poignant words my sister texted me last night as she drifted off to sleep….
“This will honestly affect me more than you know. Hostess was a big part of me…. one that’s still clinging to my ass!”