I've been working on a Dream Dinner Party List for a while now. This shouldn't surprise anyone. You already know I love lists....bucket lists, 30 by 30 lists....you name it. So I heard about this idea that you make a list of the 10 people who you would invite to your dream dinner party. You know that I couldn't pass this one up. Here they are, in random order. I may have gone over the number limit.....whatever, it's my dream dinner party!
Cardinal Timothy Dolan. This was the name that I revealed last week in a Friday Letter. I love Cardinal Dolan. ND Friend has met him in person, and when I think about what I would do if that happened, I honestly believe I would either faint or throw up on his shoes I would be so nervous and excited. I absolutely love the way that he represents Christianity and Jesus and at the same time seems genuinely happy and funny and full of joy.
My grandfathers. Both of my grandfathers died before I was born. But I can only imagine the kind of men that they must have been based on the children they raised--my parents, aunts and uncles.
|Both sets of grandparents on their wedding days|
Bob Goff. You guys have read before about how much I love this guy. He's someone who is out there doing the good that needs to be done in the world. He's crazy enough to believe that he can make a difference, and he does it. I think he's the perfect dinner party guest.
Pope John Paul II. My love for Pope John Paul II started when I was in high school "helping" one of the Hepburns with his book report on the Pope. I remember being really upset and felling like I knew him when he passed away, and the amazing site that it was seeing his tomb at St. Peter's Bascilica in Rome. He just seemed to be so kind and caring and generous and such a great example of loving others.
Michael Jordan. I know he's a has-been, but listen here, my 10 year old self will always love MJ and the rest of the Chicago Bulls. He's a legend, and anyone who wants to try and and compare him wiht Kobe or LeBron can just jump in a lake.
Coach Gundy. So I could ask him for a job. Obviously. Plus, he's super hot. And he's a man. He's 40.
Gran and Mr. Franklin. I was talking last week about how along with my parents, these two people had the biggest influence on my life. I miss them every single day and think all the time about how I wish I could tell them one more thing or as them one more question. Add to that that they were two of my favorite people in the entire world, and it is clear they were going to make the list.
Michael Phelps. Yea yea, I know that he takes stupid pictures and apparently has a bit of a drug problem and I'm sure he's not much of a gentleman when it comes to his love life, but he's the most decorated Olympian ever. That gets you a seat at my party.
Mr. Right. Apparently me finding this dude in real life is more complicated than I ever thought it would be, but if he showed up at my Dream Dinner Party, I would then be aware of his identity and could go track him down the next day!
Little Cowboy. Because seriously, I think he's the funniest kid that has ever lived and the thought of seeing him go toe to toe with Bob Goff or Cardinal Dolan pretty much makes my day.
Now it's your turn.....who is on YOUR Dream Dinner Party List?