it’s someone’s birthday

Only, I don’t know who. We got an invitation to a double birthday party only I can’t find it. But I remember where and when it is because it’s right down the street and conflicts with something else we’re scheduled to do. So I buy two nondescript presents, without names, and bring them to the party where everyone looks vaguely familiar. The ladies look all J. Crew and the dudes look all Orvis but maybe they look familiar because I just recognize them from the catalogues. Anyway, I ask 4.5 who the birthday girls are and she shrugs and says she wants to color. It occurs to me we might have gotten this invitation in error, but I do recognize ONE person who happens to be a good friend, but I’m too embarrassed to admit I have no idea what we’re doing there. I texted some friends who told me to just wait until they sang Happy Birthday but I had to leave to go pick up 6. Overall I call it a win. I didn’t have to call anyone by name, the mystery birthday children each got gifts, and my kid had fun and ate cupcakes.

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