Have you ever been invited to a party and when you walked into the house, realized you were at the right party but in the wrong house?
My husband, my son and I were invited to a Packer/Bear party at our nephew's home a couple of years ago. Our nephew and his wife had a new home and we'd only been there once before. We drove down their street and came to a house approximately where we remembered Al and JoLynn lived. There were several cars in the driveway and in front of the house. Lon and I figured this must be it.
We parked and walked up the driveway and sidewalk to the porch. A few people were standing just inside the door with drinks in their hands, so instead of knocking, we just walked right in. I didn't recognize anyone, but I wasn't alarmed because JoLynn has a large family and I wasn't familiar with all of her brothers, sisters and in- laws at that time. I just assumed these folks were her family.
We said hello and in return we were greeted with smiles and hellos as well. I did notice a glimmer of uncertainty in their faces but didn't think too much of it. The television was on with the pregame show blaring. I started to walk further inside, looking for Al or JoLynn. About that time, Lon realized we'd really blown it. He caught me before I took another step. "I think we're in the wrong house," he whispered to me. "You're kidding," I whispered back. Meanwhile, our son, who was standing behind us, glared at me and if looks could kill, it would have been all over for me.
I'll never forget the graciousness of the folks whose party we had barged in on. They were having a Packer/Bear party too. We did get that part right! I think they would have welcomed us into their living room and offered us a drink if Lon hadn't recognized our error. We all had a good laugh when Lon explained our mistake and we fumbled our way back out the door, embarrassed but none the worse for wear.
By the time we got out to our truck, the driveway next door was filling up with cars and we recognized Lon's brother. Aha. So that's where we were supposed to be. Once we were all settled in at Al and JoLynn's, we caused quite an uproar when we told the story of our most recent faux pas.
(I don't know what reminded me of this incident, but something wrenched it loose from my memory today and I thought it might be entertaining for you).
Today's photo delivers to your eyes peonies that Lon picked this afternoon from our bushes in the backyard. Their scent is amazing, but unfortunately computer technology hasn't advanced to the point where I can download it for your enjoyment. Maybe next year.)