My Mom's a stinker

So, I walk into the house on Sunday afternoon, after an 8 1/2 hour car ride and my mom and dad are sitting there. After the normal hellos and hugs my mom says..."So, we're hosting a wedding shower on Thursday night, I volunteered you to be a host."
What the wedding overload. Apparently it isn't enough that I had to go to two weddings in one week, I also get to host a wedding shower. I think someone, somewhere just likes rubbing it in my face that I am S-I-N-G-L-E! Yes, I know, please don't remind me anymore...unless of course it's to say, "So, Meg, I know you are unattached and there is this really good looking guy who is just dying to marry you." Got it!