We got out! We got dressed in our ‘going out’ clothes (after we dusted them off).
Our only sitters my parents took on the kids in the evening routines (and you know how much that’s asking of someone), and we took off to relax and help raise funding and support for the SPD Foundation and STAR Center.
The silent auction was bountiful. There was something for everyone and anyone. Food and drinks were welcomed, as were the friends we talked with. We did our part raising money too….
… and if you know us, you know there was a lot of laughter.
Especially when C’s FULL dinner plate (by my desired order of events), balanced on the first glass of wine, splashed into a tray of a saucy food topping in the middle of the buffet line. As C predicted. Silence. Laughter. The speed of a server coming to scoop out “the-food-that-did-not-belong”. We couldn’t stop laughing. The server did not approve. We aren’t sure he ever discovered the silverware within.
We ate. We laughed more with friends. We were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, as we haven’t in a while. Getting out to a relatively carefree event, is an event that escapes our usual life. We dislike calling on my parents as they are the only people who truly understand our special home, and are willing to jump in at any time. But this time, it was worth it. The laughter alone was priceless.
Then the auctioneer came to us. At our dinner table. Amid our first “good time” in some time.
“Are you having a good time?”
“YES!” We all answer. Laughing in the middle of whatever we were laughing at.
“Well, I can hear you all the way over there…” she points to a spot on the other side of the room. Our grins are wide. We aren’t necessarily surprised that she could hear us. Curious.
“…and it disrupts the people who are trying to hear what I’m saying…”
Eh… it was still worth it!
When was the last time you got out?