. . . commit me

I didn't listen to my own advice (or that of my lovely daughter) and went ahead and had another "in home jewellery party" . . . of course, party is not the operative word here. It turned out exactly as I feared, with me begging my friends to come enjoy the food and good company and that they did. The stress of wondering how many would attend and what to serve is not worth the effort. I'll NEVER do it again . . . please drag me off and have me committed if I even mention it again. Candles, jewellery, tupperware, spices, kitchen gadgets . . . will all have to sell themselves elsewhere.

To my friends that did come, thank you!

Ok , I'm going to stop whining like a baby . . . and make note in my memory that March 1, 2006, was the date of my last LAST "in home party" . . . I can relate to this little fella! He looks like he just lost his best friend!