I feel like such a tool.  I am a respectable career woman, and I’m totally freaking out over what to cook for Max’s work friends tomorrow.  I’m not good at the dinner party thing, I think.  I’m so not the consummate hostess, and I don’t ever remember to buy real napkins so inevitably I pass out paper towels.  Once a guest even told me that was environmentally irresponsible; I nearly decked her.  Who says that?  I’m obviously stressing about it already!  She said it right after I apologized for not having nicer duds.  Anyway, Max works at a outsource telesales company, so he and his friends are all in inbound consulting; they essentially work as call center consultants.  However, what do they eat?  Is it a beer and pizza crowd, or filet mignon and merlot?  I don’t know how to cook either one, actually.  Maybe I should look into getting this thing catered.  I know Max would be disappointed; he’s always on me to cook more, but still.  I don’t want to embarrass us, right?  I don’t want his friends making jokes about my horrible cooking around the water bubbler.  Oh God, would they actually do that?  I’m so buying food.  Maybe I can buy from Whole Foods so it looks like I cooked it.  Perfect.

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