I was walking around in Wal-Mart today with Alice, during the 45 segment of time between picking up the girls from school.
In the baby toys section, I saw a friend of mine. Then a realization.
Her baby’s birthday party was Sunday. We were invited. We RSVPed that we were coming. And then I completely forgot about it.
Alice WAS sick with an ear infection, and I think she slept from about 12 until 3 that day, so she slept through the party anyway. But I’m just APPALLED that not only did I forget about it, I forgot about it for FOUR DAYS.
Damn and doubledamn.
I’m so embarrassed. So incredibly embarrassed. I hate it when I do stuff like that. I apologized profusely, and hopefully she got how mortified I was. I don’t know her very well. And hmm… I’m guessing I’m not going to get to know her very well now, either. 🙁
Here’s the kicker — it’s even written on the calendar, clearly, which I have referred to multiple times this week.
*sigh*
I did that! Not too long ago. My friend Christi had a Pampered Chef party. I PROMISED to be there. I had it written down! It was a Friday night. What did I do? Ordered a pizza and rented a movie! Didn’t even clue in until she called the next day to make sure I was alright. I felt awful!
…..and then you ordered a Pizza Cutter so the next time you do that, you’ll remember when you get out the pizza cutter….
I think it was yet another of those stone baking things. But, yeah, you totally OWE them an order when you blow off the party.