Yesterday I spent the day setting up a craft room, setting up a craft booth, helping man a craft booth, teaching crafts to a small group of women, refilling punch bowls and serving punch to the women at my church. Taste of Christmas is a wonderful night, and I look forward to it each year.
I enjoyed seeing all the people I know and ladling them up a beverage. You know, I would say hello, ask them if they would like punch or water, ask about their kids or grandkids, or if they were enjoying the evening, etc... And they would chat away with me, and we would look one another directly in the face and smile. This repeated a couple hundred times.
And I although it was a long day, I did enjoy it. I walked in my home around 10:15 that night and was all smiles. Until I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
I had the mother of all zits on my chin, and no one bothered to tell me! Thanks, friends! I'll remember that when you have spinach in your teeth or toliet paper on your shoe. Next time, tell me that the volcano is about to erupt. It will be our secret code.