I have been invited to two weddings on the same day. One is at 4:00 p.m. The other is at 6:00 p.m. I am going to both.
I was so enamoured by the calligraphy on one invitation that I had to examine it again this morning. I also decided to trek over to the Y early to get my run out of the way.
I started disliking my walk to the Y since the local middle school is back in session and middle schoolers are everywhere. I feel okay saying that middle schoolers get on my nerves, because middle schoolers are even bothered by themselves.
Anyway, this morning, I'm standing on the median of the street with three boys about a foot shorter than my 5'3" self, while a crossing guard keeps hooting on his whistle. All around us are what seems like hundreds of parent cars waiting to drop off their kids. At this point, I'm really missing my evening Y time, when all of this chaos seems like a dim memory. I could moonwalk across the street at that time if I felt like it.
I look down at my hands. And I'm holding my iphone--and a wedding invitation--complete with the transparent paper insert, return envelope, etc. I try to act normal hoping that the three middle school boys don't notice that I'm holding a wedding invitation. Finally the whistle-happy guard points at us and then the place we should walk, and I cross trying to somehow make it seem normal that I am carrying a wedding invitation to the Y.
I decide to make the best of my brain being asleep and think that maybe I could ask around at the Y (after some observation) and see if anyone there would like to be my guest. Then, I decide against that.
So, I prop my invitation up on the treadmill, do my workout, and then walk it back home. There had been an accident at the crossing, so the whistle blower was occupied with the tow truck and driver. He let me cross without even one whistle puff.
Now that I think about it, maybe I missed out on an opportunity. I should have asked the crossing guard if he was busy the day of the weddings. And then my next question would have been, "On dates, do you keep that whistle at home?"
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