Community Celebration

Our church had a community celebration today, and I came home so stressed I took a 2 1/2 hour nap when I got home!
I was told last week, "You can help out with the Sunday School tent, giving out prizes." When I got there this morning, they said, "Here's the tent, here's the prizes, we'll send people over to help with the games when it's time." I'm like, what! And they just said, Tag, you're it! So I was "IT" in the Sunday School dept. and then told Not to start games until 2:30, when the thing was supposed to start at 1. Not likely. We did a beanbag toss and gave away all the good prizes by 1:20 then I got a bit of relief to get a bite to eat, and then it was time to start the games, so I did them my way (okay, singing in my head now...I did it MY way...) We did sack races, and stick horse races, and a cup cake walk, and I just handed every one who came past the table a prize. When we were out of prizes, I just packed everything away, and took down my sign and sat on the creek bank watching Anna wade. Lots more fun. ; )
(I know, I'm whining...but I just didn't like them springing it on me like that.) Anyway.
Then my sister came slithering through...if you want to imagine it, imagine a group of "normal" -looking conservative people (about 250), and two goths. lol She said she felt really goth today, because she had a toothache. (Cute pants, though...purple stitching) She showed me the tooth...dreadful...all black to match her clothes...ewww. Glad it's not me!
Since I was finished with my booth, I walked around with her and chased her kids. They're so cute! She was going out with her dh to the movies and I came home and crashed.
Daddy says he had a great time today, and Emma seemed to, also...she won a cake in the cake walk and got lots of prizes at my booth, but Anna didn't get many prizes...she was always doing something else when things were being given out. She's nice and dirty, though, so she was doing something fun, aparrently!
Afterwards, we went to the store, and behind us in line was the K-9 cop who had been there with his dog. Emma spotted some...well, we call them "squishees", they're Polly Pocket dolls with squishy clothes...and asked about getting them, and the K-9 cop said, "Oh, let her get them...she was good today." lol So I let her get them. Always obey policemen, you know? LOL
Since then, all I've done is slept, and the girls have watched tv. We bought some "new" old tv shows...Red Skelton, Ozzie and Harriet, and Burns and Allen. Now they're watching one Daddy bought...it's similar to the Twilight Zone, but the name escapes me. I've been doing that all day, losing names. I was trying to give things out at the cupcake walk, and couldn't think of what rice crispy bars were called. ; )