About that long old age . . .

I sent what I thought was an invitation to Janet and Mike to come over for a cook-out on Saturday.  I wrote,
         
           "Mark said Saturday will be great -- the house will still be clean
           (maid coming tomorrow) and the weather will be nice and he
           can grill. Looking forward to it!"

A few minutes later, I got the following: 

Dear Ms. Sharon,

Thanks so much for the invitation to your clean home on Saturday to enjoy Mark's grilling.
Three problems:

I don't know who you are.

I don't know where you live.

I have other plans.

Thanks anyway. LOL.

Sent from my iPhone

It seems I responded to a message I got from the Louisiana Equine Council notifying me of an upcoming meeting instead of to Janet.  Sheez!