A friend invited me to a birthday party for Ms USA.
Not the currently famous one, Tara.
It was Ms USA 1992--Shannon.
A man who I met five years ago and had not seen since knew Shannon and invited me to meet him there. I arrived at nine. He arrived at 11. (that is even later than my ex-husband's average)
So I arrive at Cretia's, looking for Ms USA. It is very odd to go to a birthday party where you do not know anyone. And can't even recognize the birthday girl.
My mother brought me up right. I did bring a gift-wrapped present. A bottle of bubble bath Champagne.
I actually had a great time. I must be on the birthday circuit