And the Christmas decorating continues. It's almost done, just a few minor touches and then it will be picture taking time.
Today we had our December potluck dinner. Bob and I just love these dinners because you never know what's going to be on the table. Being the more timid diner I ask questions before I put anything on my plate just in case its made with something like, (YUCK!) mushrooms or lima beans. So far we've been very lucky in that we don't have an overabundance of desserts and not enough main dishes. It somehow just all works out. This month our offering was a large bowl of macaroni salad and I didn't take one single noodle home, the bowl was all but licked dry.
Bob puts a little bit of everything on his plate!
After I make whatever announcements that need to be made a table has to be picked to start the line at the table. Not this time, I can't take the pressure of friends yelling, "Pick this table, pick this table", no siree, not gonna do that anymore. I just called out it a free for all, just get in line! Talk about a stampede! Maybe next month I WILL pick a table to start.
No sooner had the team on duty cleared the remains of our potluck dinner then Bingo started. This is something new we're trying this year, having potluck on Thursday, bingo night, in hopes that more will stay and play. It seems to have done the job because quite a few were in attendance for the first bingo night of the season.
The team stayed to make root beer floats and popcorn for the intermission and the Activities fund grew by a pretty good amount for the first night of bingo.
Have you gotten your Christmas spirit yet? No? Well here's a story that may help you find yours.
When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.
Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?'
And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
I hope this gets you in the mood for Christmas!