It's noon on Saturday. And tonight, I'm having my little "Hair of the Dog" gathering, expecting friends, colleagues and neighbors (with a whole bunch of overlap) to show up at about 7:30. And if this is like other gatherings I've had, about 7:00, the scenario will be sort of like this:
- I'll be dashing through the house, Willie dashing after me, throwing together all the last minute stuff, taking the curlers out of my hair, throwing on eye make up, and feeling generally crazed.
- My cell phone will ring with a guest asking, "What can I bring?" Yikes! I don't care! Bring yourself! Bring a bottle of wine! Bring cookies! Just show up and be charming!
- Then it will ring again with someone asking for directions from Dupont Circle. Check Google maps, don't call your hostess!
- Then it will ring again with someone asking if it's alright to come if they forgot to RSVP! Of course! This is not a sit-down dinner! Just come already!
- Then it will ring again with someone asking if it's OK to bring their houseguests from Montana. Yes, again!
Nobody ever told me it was rude to call a hostess just before the party begins, and I'm sure I used to do it all the time. But no more!
Actually, tonight a friend is coming early to help set up the music stuff. I think I'll just hand over my cell phone and delegate this one!
So this is the time I start facing my two huge fears:
- Nobody will come; and
- I'll run out of food!
Yikes! Better go out and pick up some more pate!
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Pat,
I'm thinking, how can anybody not show up for a "Hair of the Dog" party. Good way to take the stress off though...blog about it :)
Rich