So last Friday I volunteered at a Fish Fry which benefitted my daughters’ school foundation. It was a blast – although I was late to the party. When the volunteer information came home from school I set the paper aside fully intending to fill it out and send it in ASAP. Well guess what? Somehow that paper got buried and I never got it sent in. Luckily, for me, my dear friend Julie was on the planning committee, so one week before the event I called her and said “sign me up for the Fish Fry wherever you need the help” to which she replied “Face painting”. So there it was my assignment.
I arrived at my scheduled time with daughters in tow (Alex had a bowling date). The place was PACKED. There were over 1000 people in attendance – WOW! After getting Syd situated with friends dancing to the live band and then surrendering Lauren over to her “boyfriend” Oliver, who became her escort for the rest of the evening (it was the cutest darn thing – he is in Kindergarten also, I have been told he refers to Lauren as GIRLFRIEND (LOL) and they both love Star Wars Legos – Lauren is no Barbie lovin’ girl) I made my way over to the Face Painting table, where there were several other face painters, I picked up my paintbrush and went to work. About half-way through the evening my clientele changed from little kids wanting butterflies and unicorns and fish to Middle School and Jr. High girls asking for beards and moustaches and other assorted facial features. WHAT? Why do you pretty girls want to look like ugly boys? But I worked away and my line continued to grow. Suddenly there were three sixth grade girls in front of me asking for black eyes. Me: “You want to look like you have a black eye? REALLY?” Them: “Yes Yes Yes” Okay. And I do have to say when I was done they looked pretty real – if I do say so myself. It was fun. While giving the girls their “black eyes” we talked and they all knew Lauren and Sydney and they all knew about Syd’s love for Wyatt. It seems that Wyatt turns red whenever Syd’s name is mentioned but he is very sweet to her. I was glad to hear that as I did not want him being mean to her because she is soooo darn persistent. I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with these nice girls. I was glad to hear they knew and liked my daughters, and seemed to look out for them at school. AND the best news – now I have the names and phone numbers of three potentially awesome babysitters – YEAH!
Anyway, the night was a huge success. Much money was made for the school foundation, my girls had a BLAST, dancing and playing games and visiting with friends. I had fun talking with all the kids and I have babysitter names. What more could a girl ask for on a Friday night???
Puppy pick-up this Friday. I can’t wait!!!