I must admit that this sign is sticking to the back of my dress. Really. Honestly. I kid you not.
Sunday morning I was on usher duty along with three other woman at my church. There is a small pew at the back of the main auditorium that is reserved for the ushers to sit in once the service starts so that they can help anyone that comes in late and needs to find a seat or anything else that might come up. There are two of these signs with Velcro on the back to keep them stuck to the back of the pew but they don't always stay there, they fall down into the seat.
We did our ushering duties, took the offering and greeted each person warmly then we sat down for the service. I felt like I was sitting on something but reached under my.....ahem......hind quarters and didn't find anything so forgot about it. Now we sing quite a bit at our services with the praise band so I may have stood up three or four times in the hour or so that we were there. When it was time to go I picked up my long coat that I had forgotten to hang up and had just put in the seat beside me.
We went to lunch at the Rudder as we usually do and once again I forgot to leave my coat at the coat room and wore it to my seat where I took it off and put it behind my back. We had our lunch and I stood up, put my coat back on and walked out with my FIL as the Hubs went to get the car. Either I am the dumbest person on the planet (don't anwer that!) or just don't have any feelings in my behiney because when we got home and went upstairs to change out of our dress clothes the Hubs said, "you have something on the back of your dress."
I thought to myself, now what have I set in? I STILL didn't feel anything back there! I reached around and grabbed that sign and could not believe my eyes! Was that there when I walked down to the front of the church taking the offering? Wouldn't someone have told me about it? Wouldn't someone have giggled at the very least?! Yikes!
I didn't go to the evening sevice as my sister is here from out of town and we wanted to visit but when one of my other sisters walked into the church someone came right up to her and asked her if she had heard that I wore a sign on my dress! Good grief! I will NEVER live this one down!
On to better subjects. It was Miss T's birthday so the family got together at her house to celebrate on Saturday evening. She had had a sleep over the night before with five other little girls so Son and DIL were looking a little sleepy eyed as the gals didn't go to sleep until late and got up at 5:45!
Miss T was excited about all of her gifts and the other kiddoes helped her unwrap and ohhed and ahhed over each thing.
A new sewing basket all of her own!
Getting ready to blow out the candles.
Hugs from Grammie!
It just doesn't seem possible that she is 8 years old. It seems like just yesterday or at least last week that Mimi and I were in the delivery room waiting for her to be born. It was one of the most exciting days of my life to see her come into this world! Happy Birthday Miss T we love you!!!!!