Natural Sceptre

I swear, I should have never entered my car today.  It all started trying to get out of my driveway (we won’t get into the wonders of a shared driveway) and then extended to a crazy man pulling a U-Turn, crossing in front of me and STOPPING while I was traveling at a very legal 50 mph.  It was almost BAD.  OR the OTHER man who decided that his desire to take a left at a light was stronger than the LAW giving me the right of way to go straight.  Almost two collisions later, I’m home.  And I’m getting a ride to the Relief Society activity tonight.  It’s a swim party.  And I’m meant to bring a salad.  So, as I’m standing in the grocery store I realise that I have NO IDEA what “salad” means.  Do they mean lettuce and carrots, or are we talking about potatoes and mush?  I opted for potatoes and mush.  So…yeah…I considered backing out of this little evening a few times for fear of being judged because of my inability to actually a) make something myself and b) know what they were talking about in the first place.  (Why don’t they make those sign up lists more specific?)  But, I can’t hide behind my lack of domestic talent.  We’ll see how this goes…