Steve and I knock on our friend Saydi's front door.
"Who is it?" she asks from inside.
How cute, I think. She's playing a game with the kids so they can be surprised by our visit.
"Rick & Steve," we both say in unison because we talk like that.
The door opens and Saydi is in her pajamas, holding her baby in her arm, looking exhausted. We're dressed up with a bag of wine, cupcakes and guacamole. We were supposed to be having dinner and those were the things we were tasked to bring.
"Hellooooo..." she says, confused.
"Did you forget about dinner tonight at 7?" I ask.
"Um, dinner's for next Saturday. The 7th."
Yes, we showed up a week early, because I've been so busy with work I haven't been reading my emails very closely. I saw Saturday, I saw 7, and so we showed up.
The good news was Saydi and the kids had no plans, so Steve and I watched Scooby Doo with Hannah while Saydi put her son, Otto, to bed. Then we ordered pizza, drank wine, ate cupcakes, and looked up crap on YouTube all night. The bad news was her husband, Eric, was away on a photo shoot (he's an amazing photographer-- and shot our wedding).
So that was our rehearsal. Tomorrow night is the real deal. Let's hope I get the time right.
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3 comments:
Better a week early than a week late! :)
Though this must be catching because it took me several minutes to realize that I was trying to put away the cereal box INSIDE the refrigerator instead of on top.
This made me go "awwwwwww" and made me want to pat you on the head. Hope work lightens up.
Yay! Double the cupcakes!
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