Kathy and I had lunch at the museum. We thought it might be fun to attend the Catholic Women's Club, to see what it was all about. After all, there was to be a guest speaker and a delicious luncheon...
Upon arriving, we paid for our lunch and bought a ticket for the 50/50 drawing. Kathy and I were the youngest in attendance...let's just say that we were the black sheep in a big box of Q-tips. But what fun those ladies were! If I didn't know better, I would have thought we were in a sitcom. Turns out that I knew the guest speaker, the Director of the Help Center at which I volunteer. I think that perhaps he was happy to see a familiar face amongst all those Cougars. The president of the
CWC brought two registration forms to our table, in the chance we decided to join this venerable group of white-haired ladies. We politely thanked her, laying the applications on the table next to our plates. We forgot about them and enjoyed our lunch.
Time for the guest speaker...who, by the way, gave a lovely talk about what we do at the center. He was very informative, warm, and funny. The only man in the room, he had those ladies eating out of his hand. Lovely ladies, gracious and very friendly. They kept insisting that Kathy and I drink some wine. "No, thank you...10:45 is a little early for us." The speaker wraps up his
speech and it's time for the drawing. "Number 138, number 138..." Woo-
hoo, that's my ticket! I've won twelve dollars! Oh, I'm being instructed not to return to my seat, to please remain standing at the podium. "Yes Ma'am." Miss Dorothea, the president, calls Kathy up front to join me. She then
introduces us to the gathering and asks the sweet ladies to
welcome the two new members to the club. Surprise! I didn't know that we had joined! What dastardly deed had Kathy committed while I was collecting my money? Did she truly have time to fill out the two applications and pay for the registrations? No, the fact is this: Miss Dorothea is a master recruiter. How could we not now join these sweet little ladies in their monthly meetings at the art gallery? Sipping wine before noon, flavored iced tea, followed by coffee? Who could honestly resist this patrician ritual? Besides, Kathy and I were granted a discount and had only to pay half-price for the registration. What a deal! What a lovely afternoon! Thanks for the invitation, Kathy. I wouldn't have missed it for the world!
Oh, look at these sweet little angels. Bare-bottomed, hugging each other...makes me want to go right up and pinch their little sweet cheeks!
What's this? Oh goodness, that's just not right! Hey, Kathy noticed it, too! It's
not just me.
Kathy and I had lunch at the museum. We thought it might be fun to attend the Catholic Women's Club, to see what it was all about. After all, there was to be a guest speaker and a delicious luncheon...
Upon arriving, we paid for our lunch and bought a ticket for the 50/50 drawing. Kathy and I were the youngest in attendance...let's just say that we were the black sheep in a big box of Q-tips. But what fun those ladies were! If I didn't know better, I would have thought we were in a sitcom. Turns out that I knew the guest speaker, the Director of the Help Center at which I volunteer. I think that perhaps he was happy to see a familiar face amongst all those Cougars. The president of the CWC brought two registration forms to our table, in the chance we decided to join this venerable group of white-haired ladies. We politely thanked her, laying the applications on the table next to our plates. We forgot about them and enjoyed our lunch.
Time for the guest speaker...who, by the way, gave a lovely talk about what we do at the center. He was very informative, warm, and funny. The only man in the room, he had those ladies eating out of his hand. Lovely ladies, gracious and very friendly. They kept insisting that Kathy and I drink some wine. "No, thank you...10:45 is a little early for us." The speaker wraps up his speech and it's time for the drawing. "Number 138, number 138..." Woo-hoo, that's my ticket! I've won twelve dollars! Oh, I'm being instructed not to return to my seat, to please remain standing at the podium. "Yes Ma'am." Miss Dorothea, the president, calls Kathy up front to join me. She then introduces us to the gathering and asks the sweet ladies to welcome the two new members to the club. Surprise! I didn't know that we had joined! What dastardly deed had Kathy committed while I was collecting my money? Did she truly have time to fill out the two applications and pay for the registrations? No, the fact is this: Miss Dorothea is a master recruiter. How could we not now join these sweet little ladies in their monthly meetings at the art gallery? Sipping wine before noon, flavored iced tea, followed by coffee? Who could honestly resist this patrician ritual? Besides, Kathy and I were granted a discount and had only to pay half-price for the registration. What a deal! What a lovely afternoon! Thanks for the invitation, Kathy. I wouldn't have missed it for the world!
Oh, look at these sweet little angels. Bare-bottomed, hugging each other...makes me want to go right up and pinch their little sweet cheeks!
What's this? Oh goodness, that's just not right! Hey, Kathy noticed it, too! It's not just me.
5 comments:
ROFLMAO.....what kind of hazing will the two of you have to go through???
And $12 dollars...you are the big winner!!
The pictures are so pretty. Everything is so alive there.
Gosh, I am so jealous of all that green! So pretty! We have a little patch of green on our grass, but that is about it. Waiting, waiting.....
The museum looks beautiful! You and I have something in common.. I was asked by my church to work at our temple on Friday mornings... and well it is me and a bunch of little old ladys... I am the youngest by about 50 years! I love it though. They are the sweetest and most non judgemental people! They have great stories and always make me laugh!
What a hilarious event! I wish I could've been a fly on the wall. Oh, and what gorgeous pictures! I miss Florida's greenery. (sniff, sniff)
What a beautiful place (and what a funny story)! What museum is it, Pat, and where? Perhaps we could visit while we're in Jax!
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