It was one of those nights when I should’ve stayed home instead of attending a wedding function by myself. Mr. Mama had taken the kids to the inlaws so I could stay home and recover a bit from my week-long cold. The plan was also to finish tagging for last weekend’s “Twins & More” consignment sale where twin parents sell off their gently-used baby stuff and buy from other twin parents. The Sale isn’t just for twin parents! It is also open to the public. Missed it this time around? The next one is in March 2013.
My weekend without the kids got off to a good start. Mr. Mama left with the kids on Saturday morning so I got a chance to feed them breakfast, get them ready and even cuddle before they took off. Then I got to tagging while watching TV and doing the occasional Skype call with my lil M&Ms. The going was slow but that’s okay because for once I didn’t have to rush. Four hours and 3 Skype calls later, I wasn’t done, hadn’t eaten lunch and still had to get ready for the Mehndi party on Saturday night.
A Mehndi is part of a traditional Indo-Pak wedding. It’s the pre-wedding festivities geared mainly towards women so they can sing, dance and generally have a good time. Originally I had planned to take M&M to the Mehndi since Nani (my mom) would also be there. Then I thought: why not go without the kids and stay out late for once?? Hence the shipment off to Grandma & Grandpa in time for Thanksgiving.
I quickly got ready for the Mehndi, put on my colourful shalwar kameez (3 piece dress worn by women) and realized I was missing the ‘dupatta’ which is the shawl for draping over the shoulders. That should’ve been my first clue the night would not end up as I hoped. Since I was running late, I grabbed a dupatta from another suit, hoping it would match enough to pass it off as part of the outfit. Nobody noticed.
The Mehndi itself was great… good food, good company and awesome Bollywood-style dance number by the bride and groom themselves after all the men were kicked out! Then the groom also left so his bride could enjoy the party with her friends.
As the night wore on, I got more and more tired but stayed on since I was slated to take part in a group dance. Finally when it was time to go, it was nearly 11:15pm (yikes!) and I felt like my cold was back. Before leaving, I had to get some stuff from Nani’s car. This is where things went wrong. Armed with two car keys, and moving stuff from one trunk to the other, I managed to put my mom’s keys back in my coat pocket, and proceeded to lock my keys in the trunk of my own car! As soon as I went back in to return her keys, I realized my mistake.
Over the next hour, four of the groom’s friends were trying to help out by attempting to break into the car. That’s how I found out my 12 year old car is still burglar-proof. Guess that’s a good thing! Another other option was to drive home with Nani’s car and bring back my other set of keys. Or call Mr. Mama at midnight and ask him to come pick me up. Or give CAA a call since I’m such a loyal member. This last option made the most sense at midnight, so luckily CAA came before the hall emptied out and everyone left. Boy was I thankful the kids weren’t with me! It seems as though I have more of a Mommy brain when the kids AREN’T around!
Home at last, I was ready to put an end to a night full of mishaps. That’s when I realized I was only wearing one contact. The other one had fallen on the bathroom counter, and was lying there, all shrivelled up. No wonder everything seemed blurry. What a night.