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The past few weeks I’ve
overshared with you guys some of my past woes of being #SinRolloSinSalida aka without a roll. You’ve laughed at with me and cried with me (or was that me just reliving it all?)…but now, here’s the ultimate story. In a way, it’s not my without a roll moment, but I suffered for it too. Mea culpa, mea culpa.
When the holidays arrive, I tend to play hostess often. It’s not something I yearn to do, but when I do, I do it pretty well. My place gets spic and span, the food is delicious and the company is fabulous. I try to think of everything so that my guests and I have a good time. Usually, I get it right. All but the one time several years ago.
It was our first holiday as a family, and while we were gearing up to spend it in California (we lived in Pennsylvania at the time), we wanted our friends back home to be part of our celebration too. So, we had a little get together celebrating our first holidays as a family with our friends. I made lists, I checked it twice, I found out who was naughty and…oh wait, not me. Anyway…you get it. I was ready to soiree and have my baby girl be the belle of her first sorta ball. We got her the cutest outfit too and a great platter of food for our guests. We set up the mini tree, decor and lights and got into the festive feel.
One by one the guests came. They ooo-ed over the decor and ahhhh-ed over the baby, and the party was going ridiculously well. One of my closest friends J had come and after a bit, I didn’t see her. I assumed she went to our porch area to talk to other guests. Then, her husband came looking for her…and that’s when I got worried.
I looked in the attic, the porch….and finally, I went to knock on my bathroom door. “Hey, J, are you in there?” I asked.
“Um, yes,” she replied, “I have a problem…I can’t find your bath tissue.”
It was before cell phones, and if she had yelled out, none of us heard it over the chatter and music. I felt horrible. “Yes, just look under the sink”
“I did, there’s nothing there,” she said back to me, “Yoli, help!”
I searched our closets, garage, I even searched my car…and there’s was no bath tissue anywhere. At this point, J had been waiting for about 30 mins for some bath tissue. I went back to tell her the news, “so…uh, J? We’re out. But…we have napkins!”
“I think you need to get bath tissue, ” she said in an awkward whisper,”it’s not exactly a napkin situation.”
Uh oh. That’s when I realized that it isn’t just the person that is without a roll that is mortified, but the hosts. After all, it was my responsibility to make sure she was accommodated and I failed. So, I left my party to go buy bath tissue for my friend. The next time we had a get together, you want to know what everybody brought? Bath tissue. We never ran out again.
Well…never say never right?
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