Farview Follies

Twas a day fraught with faux pas.  Arden knows this is going to be a tell-all episode, so I'm not changing the names to protect the innocent.  Arden is unerringly prompt for appointments...I am, unfortunately, not.  We were due to set off on our outing at eleven and I was racing to finish in the barn and get sluiced off before she arrived.  Eleven came...and went.  Eleven-thirty...twelve.  Becoming concerned, I called, and she answered!  The wine tasting had simply slipped her mind.  No problem; we weren't on a tight time schedule.  She got here at two and we set off for Slug Gulch, but I had to stop to mail a couple of letters.  I don't pick up my mail every day, but I was surprised at the large amount of mail in the box.  As I gathered it up, I noticed a magazine to which I do not subscribe.  Ah, the mail lady has misdirected mail!  I checked the address, and then the mailbox.  It wasn't the mail lady who was misdirected.  I hurriedly stuffed my neighbor's mail back in her mailbox, sure I was guilty of a federal offense, pulled my mail out of my box, and walked back to the truck...with the two letters I'd meant to mail still in my hand.  At Oakstone, Arden was sure she knew one of the pourers, went up to him and used the oldest line in the book.  "Haven't I seen you somewhere before?"  This older gentleman lit up like a Christmas tree, sure that Arden was hitting on him.  He was so disappointed to find that she was not.  Back at home, after dinner we got to discussing movies and actors, and she asked if I had a particular Meryl Streep movie.  I wasn't sure, but checked my VHS tapes and DVDs.  I looked through so many, I forgot what I was actually looking for...and Arden couldn't remember, either.  After all the goofs of the day, this was one too many and we got to laughing so hard.  With just a little work, we could take our show on the road...but we'd probably get lost.