Originally Posted By Mary Poppins It is very rare I get to spend time with my busy sister, especially to get an evening with her. We've got an escape plan in mind.
Originally Posted By mele If it's awful...it might be worth tons of laughs later with your sister. ;-)
Originally Posted By Inspector 57 Mary, I know this may come off as much more harsh than I intend it to seem, but... The party was not advertised as "a guaranteed rollicking good time." It's not some commercial New Year's Eve bash that's being marketed for its fun quotient or its star-studded guest list. Instead, you were simply invited to a gathering to help honor someone who's turning 75. And, presumably, that is the basis on which you accepted the invitation. This party is about the music teacher, not about you. I am certain that your presence there will mean more to him than you will ever know. So even if the party ends up being absolute torture for two hours [and I'm confident it won't], you can still end up feeling good overall about having attended and giving him that gift.
Originally Posted By Mary Poppins Inspector, you are a better man than I! What a refreshing perspective.
Originally Posted By Inspector 57 Well, DUH, Mary! You're not a man! I might dread the party, too, given what you've written. Heck -- (and I know that LP'ers who've met me might have a hard time believing this) -- I am frequently anxious about going to parties that I know will be filled with my friends. Please let us know how it went!
Originally Posted By mele I tend to accept invitations and make plans and then wonder why I accepted them and dread going. Then I usually have a great time. I don't know why I always seem to dread doing things with friends that sound fun. It's annoying. Yes, I, too, am not immune to my own obnoxiousness.
