Yesterday we had our monthly friendship dinner. After last week's fiasco of calling people on the ward list and inviting others off of the street, some of us were not very optimistic (Brian).
MORE than expected showed up!
Mind you, I spilled food on the floor, burned myself, did not have anything laid out yet, and we had to set up another table...it still worked out okay. I recruited the guests as my slaves and we only started 45 minutes late. At least the food tasted great.
It's a good thing this isn't my career; because I would be fired:)
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You really are the hostess with the mostess. You are great at doing parties.
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