When you host a party and noone comes?

I just had that happen to me. Alot recently actually.

When we moved back here to the Springs, we were warmly welcomed "home" by friends and ward members.
Then Dani got married in December, and because of things beyond my control, we ended up having the reception 2 days after Christmas. Only a handful of people came--I chalked it up to the holidays. My feelings were hurt, but I didn't show it to my family. There are afterall, more than two handfuls of US alone...so we celebrated anyway!
Last month, actually 2 weeks ago, my youngest was baptized. The only people who came were those who had been assigned. Three. Again, my feelings were hurt--not that we'd invited a ton of people, but more than 3 people knew about it and chose not to come. That stung a little, actually, I cried over it later when noone was around. But I called my dearest friend, in Bountiful, who talked me off the ledge, and I put it behind me. Afterall, it was the ordinance of the baptism and my daughter that was most important. So I focused on that.
Then yesterday, I had a Scentsy luncheon.I'm new to this, and would like to build a little business out of it. I made a nice salad bar up and dessert and waited. And waited. I sent out 30 invitations. One person came. An hour later. I'm getting, no, I have a complex now. (On the Plus side, I didn't have to make dinner last night--there was LOTS of salad leftover!)

I sat around and wondered what is wrong with me? Have I offended people that I am unaware of?
Do I smell? Are my kid reckless and smart-aleck when they're not with me?(Well they can be reckless and smart-aleck when they're with me too, so that's entirely possible that I have rotten kids.) Do I have some kind of social condition I am clueless about?? Is my timing all wrong? AM I WEIRD?? Like, seriously, so weird that people talk about me like "she-who-shall-not-be-named" kinda weird?

The thing about this is...I have a problem with my short-term memory. Seriously. I had a cat-scan and MRI a year and a half ago to rule out things like MS...it's more than just forgetting where my keys are...which kinda freaks me out on rough days, but again, I'm like Dorrie, I
just keep swimming".
So, I will forget that people I know don't support me or my family at different events over time.
In a way, it kind of takes the sting of it away. So that's a blessing, I guess. I don't think about this stuff everyday--thank goodness--but I tell you what, I am to the point where I want to keep my head down and my mouth shut kinda thing.

I'm not a snobby person, I think I'm pretty open. But maybe I don't come across that way?? I don't know. At bedtime last night, I asked Mr W what is wrong with me and he did what every loving husband would do...kissed me and said, "Nothing."

P.S. My best two "partners in crime" have been out of town for all of this...we had lunch today and I told them that from now on I will plan my biggest life events around their schedules so I don't feel like such a loser. So this will be my last pity party post. Until the next thing happens.