Saturday was the Harvest Festival at our church. I'm one of those whose job was to organize and get it going and clean it up. I had a couple of late meeting nights last week and I was up until late Friday night helping set things set up at church and then getting the last of the people arranging done at home. I think there were 63 volunteers. The event went well. The count at the door was, if I remember correctly, 361 people. Everyone left smiling.
We have accumulated, through borrowing or building, several school carnival-type games – Cake Walk, toss a softball at three milk bottles, darts, etc. We had 8 games and crafts set up. We sell tickets – 6 for one dollar – and give them a card that gets hung around their neck. Then the kids go around playing games for a ticket or two. Depending on how well they do, they get at least one punch – up to 4 – per game. When they’re done they can go to the Prize Booth and buy things for one to 25 punches. One couple takes photos and prints pictures on the spot. There is a background someone made years ago where you can poke your face through a pumpkin or owl for the picture. A couple of families fix chili, hot dogs, nachos, chili dogs and this year they had pies donated to sell – all for a ticket or two. Lots and lots of pies.
The event started at 3 and was to be over by 6 although this year it went on a bit because Pee
Wee, our resident clown, had come toward the end and was making balloon animals, swords, etc., for the kids. As soon as he came in and set up his pump, kids came from all over to see what was going on. Two of my granddaughters were there. The younger didn’t hesitate when I took her over. Her older sister was a bit hesitant - like her Auntie Alyssa was at her age - and wasn’t comfortable with the whole idea – even though she understand that he was really her Auntie Heidi’s daddy. Their Mom, Tami, was a great help. She ordered the prizes (Oriental Trading) and organized some crafts for the event. She made it much easier for the rest of us.Everything was cleaned up by 8:30 and I headed home. I was asleep by 11. And awake at 1. I had just enough rest to get my mind going – thinking about the afternoon and what we should or shouldn’t do next time. I tried to go back to sleep. I tried counting backwards from 99 and starting over again when I made a mistake – usually a sure sleeper. I didn’t make it below 90 most of the time. Over and over I tried to just get my mind tired. I even sung the Alphabet Song – backward – in my head… zxyw vut; srqp onmlk. Jih; gfe; dc b and a. now I know my ZXYs aren’t you very proud of me.
I probably should have just gotten up and gone to the computer and written it all down to get it over with but I was afraid it would keep me up. I finally got back to sleep around 5. And woke about 6:30. With a sore throat from snoring. Needless to say, I, we didn’t make it to church. Bob still felt worn out from the cold or whatever he’s been down with and didn’t want to expose himself to whatever is going around.
Then, today, we were both up by 4 a.m. and now it is almost 9:30 p.m.
We both feel better than we have for a long time but run out of steam earlier than we want. My arm feels much better but every once in a while it hurts like the dickens.
I did get to Fabric Depot for 50% off packaged quilt batting sale. I also picked up some wool for a jacket. Red. I need to check its shrink-ability then steam it.
Now it’s almost time for bed.
Pearls of wisdom from grandson Zander: When your mind is full and your stomach is empty it is very hard to sleep.
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