The shower was a success–there was just enough food left over, and in our midwestern way of thinking, that’s a good thing, as of course, the food makes the party. No one went hungry and everything got sampled. ‘Course, I wanted a little guac left over for myself, but apparently people like it more than I first imagined. Oh well, I don’t need it, anyway.
Here’s the crappy thing, though: the shower was basically a let us know if you aren’t going to show, and only three or four people did so…meaning that even if a few more couldn’t make it, we’d still have 60, easy. Uh. No. Try 25. What the hell people…use a little frickin’ courtesy here–let someone know if you’re not coming. It’s not like it’s that hard to send an email with a “Sorry, I have other plans,” or even a “Hell, no.” At least we’d have a somewhat accurate count for food. Instead my poor friend had enough cheese, sausage and crackers to feed a freaking army left over.
Can I wrap up the leftovers and send them to someone? Anyone want some cheese? How about those pickles wrapped in cream cheese and ham? Tortilla cream cheese rollups, anyone?
Stephanie V says:
Yes, load it up and send it to San Antonio, I’ll eat it all!
You could come down too!
March 22nd, 2006 at 8:28 pm