When a garden party goes inside.

We PLANNED for good weather, after all it was July. So the backyard was tilled and planted and according to the new mother-in-law replanted. By afternoon as the dark clouds gathered and fat rain drops fell from the sky we HOPED for good weather. The fathers stood on the porch and looked at the sky PREDICTING it would stop, after all it was Utah, it's a desert remember? With one hour to go we finally cried "uncle" and moved inside. So what do you do when things don't go the way you planned? Put on a smile and have a PARTY anyway. May all your major difficulties be handled as easily as "moving inside".