Rosalie
Today I want to hand a bouquet to my friend Rosalie from church. We’ve only known each other a couple of months but she sends me emails almost daily. At the beginning she encouraged me to come sit with her and her husband, but I kept thinking they were on the far right side by the piano, and I couldn’t find them. Finally I realized that they were on the far left. I’d been looking in the wrong direction. 
On the weekends, because I’m taking time off from my business agendas during the week as much as I can, I often do not get to even looking at incoming emails, never mind answering them. However, this last Saturday I saw I had a couple from Rosalie again, so I answered it and mentioned that I had a bean stew in my crockpot for the Potluck at church the next morning. The rice for my salad was cooked, but I would finish making the salad in the morning.
Bless her, Rosalie saw my email early on Sunday morning and decided she better phone me. The Potluck is not scheduled until NEXT Sunday, the 24th. (I think preparing for the reunion weekend has me confuddled about the intervening weekends).
Oh wow! That would be something if I’d arrived with a crockpot of stew and a salad and no one else was bringing anything!
So I want to publically thank Rosalie for saving me a huge embarrassment.
I wasn’t ready to eat stew, so I quickly spooned it into plastic tubs or containers, and put five quantities away in the freezer for future meals. I completed the salad at noon and ate some Sunday, some yesterday, and have brought the rest for lunch today. See, no loss to me, but saved from severe blushing shame.