It was very nice. The theme was Back to School. We had dinner and classes.: a cooking class--an amazing class, I didn't go to it but went in after for samples. Truly amazing. An antiques class--formally called Show and Tell, an art class and a music class.
The tables were set with school supplies, candy corn and candy pumpkins, baskets of apples and a report card sticking out of each one. On our report card it said--in red pencil--runs in the halls!
We had a bulletin board with pictures of women in their school age pictures. It was a guessing game. Can you tell which one is me?
Number 26 and 27.
Number 15. Number 8-I cut a bit of the head off--9, and 10
Number 19.
The Ferris Wheel was made in the 1930's. Technically it probably was bought for my sisters but they would have given it to DI (the Mormon Church's equivalent of Goodwill) so I'm glad I'm the one that has it. I played with it so much that I wore it out. The spring needs replacing. Does anyone know how to do that?
Number 25 and 26. Number 22. Couldn't you just die for that hat. If I had that hat now I'd wear it. This is the antique I took. Well, I took two--not really antiques but some of my favorite things.
The Ferris Wheel was made in the 1930's. Technically it probably was bought for my sisters but they would have given it to DI (the Mormon Church's equivalent of Goodwill) so I'm glad I'm the one that has it. I played with it so much that I wore it out. The spring needs replacing. Does anyone know how to do that?
The little red chair is one I sat on in Jr. Sunday School. When our church building was torn down mom got five of the chairs. The wire work on the back and underneath the chair is from my Uncle Tom. He could fix anything and he repaired all the chairs during the time they were used in our Jr. Sunday School.
It was a great night and I'm so happy everything went well. The Enrichment committee and the food committee did a great job.
PS I'm number 19.
12 comments:
What a beautiful picture #19 is. You should have played Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz.
Wow, I love this post and all the photos, didn't doubt at all that you were 19, seeing as how pretty you are today...wow and I agree with comment above ;)
It looks like a lot of fun!
What a wonderful post! You are so used to giving, that even though you were not involved officially, you still made the very yummy breakfast bars for everyone to sample. Thank you!
Keep dancing and running through the halls. You deserve the freedom.
What!? 19. Truth be told, I didn't have the foggiest. I'm glad you didn't have to be in charge of anything. 'Bout time.
I might not have ever guessed which you were. I guess I could have gone for the prettiest one and been right.
I mostly love that you had report cards that said you ran in the halls. Sometimes I want to trip kids as they run past me in the hall. I only want them to get a little bit hurt, so that's not so bad. A few years back my Amy friend and I were walking in the hall coming from lunch and a kid came barreling toward us at 100 mph. Amy's hands were full so as she told him to slow down she stuck her foot out to warn him to stop running. Only he got the message too late and came running so fast that she actually ended up kicking him in his little boy parts. It pretty much dropped him right there. That's funny stuff, I tell you. I don't know if he'd agree but I think he probably relizes now that the "no running in the hall" rule is a saftey issue.
What fun! And I thought about 19 being you--what a beauty!
What a great time you had. Were there any martians looking for hockey pucks? You crack me up!
I can't pick out which picture you are. All of the pretty ones.
You were the cutest little girl ever--and still a cute lady.
I had no idea that was you, but when I saw that picture, I thought "Oh my gosh, what a darling little girl!" Love the hair! And what great ideas! I'm in YW for now, but I'm filing those away in my mental file, hopefully to be retrievable some day!
Whoops! That was my secret identity! Don't tell anyone ;D
What I mean is...Jane = me. Shhhhh. I don't want anyone to know that my real name isn't Supercool Hotmama.
Actually, I'm trying to get my real life friends to call me that. I've almost got my kids trained.
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