Dear Readers,
We were dressed and ready to go out the door to our neighbor’s Super Bowl Party when the wind tore our gazebo from its moorings in the back yard and sent it galloping across the back lawn. We’ve managed to save it and our windows from impending disaster, but imagine my embarrassment when I called our neighbor to explain our late arrival…
“You don’t follow football too closely, do you?” She laughed. That’s something you’ve already figured out if you’ve read this week’s post. I don’t really follow football at all. Still, I wasn’t sure what she meant.
“Do we have the time wrong?” I asked. “We thought it began at 3 p.m.” (Meanwhile I watched through the kitchen window as my husband wrestled with the gazebo frame.) “We’re going to be late in any case,” I said, as the canvas cover blew off the frame.
“You’ve got the time right,” she said, but it’s NEXT week, not today.”
“Next week? But I just published a post on my blog beginning with “Today is Super Bowl Sunday. Whoops.”
And there you have it. I will still cross the street to sit and watch the Super Bowl with my neighbors, but in a week’s time, next Sunday. For the confusion, I apologize. No doubt my post from earlier today created a few furrowed brows.
Like I said, my football dreams were dashed in grade school, and I turned my attention to other pursuits. Obviously, I revealed my football ignorance in glowing neon today!
I apologize for a post designed for an event yet to happen, but meanwhile, I’ve had a good laugh, and I hope you have too.
Best wishes,
Sharon Bray