My friend Julianne and her husband, our Bishop, Joe Brooks just adopted the sweetest little boy and Anita Lindsay, her neighbor was kind enough to invite me to a Baby Shower. I've had the invitation on my fridge for a week or so and I made plans to go.
I had the gift all wrapped up and today I headed out to go to the party. It was billed as an open house from 11-1 so I didn't want to show up too early (I don't know why) but I pulled up in front of the Lindsay's home about 11:10 and there were no cars. I thought I must be the first one after all, so I went up and knocked on the door. It took a minute to hear any noise in the house (hmm) and then Brother Lindsay unlocked (weird) and opened the door.
His hair was a little mussed (okaaay) but he smiled at me and I asked him, "Am I in the right place for the Baby Shower?"
He said, "You sure are." and he took my gift but made no move to let me in. He chatted with me for a few minutes about the wind and the leaves, and all the while I'm thinking "Okay, I know the baby is supposed to stay away from germs, but are they not letting anyone in?", then he said, "Well, thanks. I'll be sure to get this to her and let her know you came."
I finally said, "Isn't there a party?" And he finally said, "Yes, but it's tomorrow." And everything finally made sense. I told him I'd come back tomorrow then and took my gift back and went home to make sure my invitation wasn't defective.
Sure enough, the invitation said...Saturday, January 1oth from 11-1...I have no idea how I got it in my head that it was today, but all week long I've been planning for "the Baby Shower on Friday."
So, that was fun. I've been laughing at myself all day long. Now, if only I remember to go tomorrow.