Thought I’d let you know we opted for the banana punch twice, and I was spot on with noticing that this is a punch-drinking crowd. Yes ma’am. No coffee for these pros. They handle the sweets, the cake, and the punch all in one sitting without even craving a cold glass of water. I’m telling you the first words out of someone’s mouth were “Hmmmm. Good punch.” So, another shower down without much glitch. Well, truth be told, there were many glitches, but none that sank this Molly Brown. I started with noticing I had FORGOTTEN said punch in the freezer about halfway to the ranch. I decided it was just as easy to get the ingredients and make it all again so I proceeded, with a grocery store stop on the way. (By the way, I now have punch ready to serve if anyone of you has an emergency punch situation on your hands. )I also realized upon unloading the car that I’d forgotten my hanging clothes. Yes, my shower outfit hung on my closet doorknob in Houston. I made a mad dash to the nearest mall (yeah, sort of a mall anyway) and grabbed some black pants and a sweater, some ugly but comfy shoes and trouser socks. As I got ready the next morning, I put on the pants only to find I had the wrong size and my sweater still had the ink theft tag on it. So, what’s a girl to do? Yep. I called MacGyver Mike to the rescue and he had that ink tag off in less than, oh, thirty minutes or so. There were other details that I would have liked to have gone smoother, like not having a punch ladle, but all in all, it was a fun shower. I knew you were sitting on pins and needles for this update, so I hope I didn’t keep you waiting in suspense too long. Since you had some time on your hands while you waited, maybe you figured out a moral to this post and hopefully, I’ll screw my head on better next time!