Sometimes, you just have to acknowledge the obvious, and know you are alone against a social force more powerful than you are. Mrs. Styuvesant-Fish seemed to hide and Baroness Seitzinger--her purchased title and all not prevailing--was not to be found, either. So, I was to hold the tsunami that is Countess Bedelia at bay while working the opening event of the Winter Party, alone. I arranged the raffle items (with my Henrietta basket just one bit ahead of the tickets to Puerto Varhatta), puffed up the welcome bags, AND spent the majority of my time presenting trays of food, only to have The Countess breeze in and establish social superiority without a struggle. Oh, well....she did have the opportunity to meet our new, best friend, Jordan, at the Alliance For The Deaf table; she was enticed (as are we).