There has been a delightful plethora of blog-worthy events lately, and I just can’t keep up. First there was the Parish Ministries Dinner, an annual fun event that I haven’t thought seemed potentially fun since Tom died, as for some reason, he seemed such an essential part of this particular gathering. Every year, I have planned to go, and then at the last minute, I have found some reason why I should stay home. This year, I was brave, forged on, and luckily met my pals Peggy and John. So it did turn out to be a fun event, despite my misgivings.
Close on the tail of that, the choir ladies gave a baby shower for soprano Angela. Usually I go to these events with Rachael, but somehow, she missed the boat and didn’t realize it was even on until the day before, and she already had made other plans. I was disappointed, and she was sorry that no one had pressed the information on her a little more aggressively. One never quite knows, with the younger set, where friendly suggestions or reminders leave off, and where nagging begins. Better safe than sad, I say. So once again, I was on my own, and once again I had a lovely time. Angela looked beautiful, the food was great, and the company was enjoyable.