A friend whose sister was getting married once said to me, "When you plan a wedding, there is so much work because of course you want everything to work perfectly." I confidently replied that I hoped something WOULD go wrong at my wedding, because then I’d have a funny story. She was sure I’d grow out of that attitude.
Well, nothing really did go wrong at my wedding, so I didn’t get to test her theory. But attempting to have a Surprise Birthday Party for B? Now that was funny.
Apparently, our voices sound alike on the phone. One of his friend’s Mom phoned this week, and on hearing his greeting (the same one I use) began right away to ask about "B’s Birthday party on Saturday," He was in a fix, because he wasn’t sure how to interrupt an adult politely! Eventually he interjected, "Umm, I’m B."
He was excited because it was good news, and a party is a party, even if it isn’t a surprise. And knowing why he had to help vacuum was easier today.
But our poor friend is so embarrassed.