It was Saturday morning, and I had to prepare two dishes for the Christmas party. I got out of bed and scanned bean salad recipes on the internet, then went to the grocery store. Got home and spent a couple of hours making bean salad and pies.
I stopped to Google the address of the party, which I had written on my calendar right beside the note “Xmas party at Terry’s.”
By the time the pies came out and I made the meringue, I was tired of cooking. I popped them back into the oven to brown the meringue and set my cell phone alarm for nine minutes. Fifteen minutes later I remembered the pies. They were OK, but I wondered why my alarm didn’t go off. Hadn’t I set it for 4:09 PM? I checked. Yep, even got the PM right. I looked at the oven clock again. It was still 4:00. Duh! No, it was 400 degrees!
I stopped to check my calendar for the time of the party. 6:00. I cleaned up the kitchen, happy that I had about an hour to do something I wanted to do besides cook.
Then I remembered the party was SUNDAY, not Saturday! I hope that meringue holds up until then!
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