Well, the Snowball is over. And I think I can sum up the whole thing in one word:
WOW
That describes the staff, the Filets de Mignon, the site, the feast, the pain and the aftermath. Now, let me single out a bunch of people myself. I?ll start with 2 in particular, Judi (Ldy. Fionnseach de Lochielle) and Liz (Ldy .Anne de Mignon). Not only did they both have jobs of their own with Judi being Feastocrat and Liz being Deputy Autocrat they both kept me from loosing what little mind I had left. ÿI hereby say publicly without these two there would not have been an event. Period. The Filets de Mignon were a treat to have and was something to behold! I had a merchant comment to me ?We just love your Filets. There were so helpful and like army ants. They just swarmed in and everything was done?. Oh yeah, Rock on! You all rule at throwing in and lending a hand on every scutt job we could seem to think of, and almostÿalways replying with ?What next?. Thank you again. Special thanks go out to Meridith and Dirk for their help with feast and keeping Judi caffeinated and someone sane. Then there is Mary Beth (
Ldy Rowen) whose expertise and calm manner helped keep lunch going and feast on track, jumpingÿin to organize the servers when most of us had no clue as to what to do. You go girl! Now, forÿthe Ball part of the Snowball; our intrepid dance mistress, Ldy. Felicia Debbage. Now here was another person of great merit. Anyone who can wrangle that many dance people and A&S Classes deserves a round of applause, a few hoots and some whistles and cat calls. Just keep the heckling down or I know a large group of people who will just stomp you but good. Speaking of stomping, there is Joel. I want to single him out. Okay, it is Joel so we had better dual him out, just for fairness sake.
ÿHe worked like a slave through the whole event and then felt bad he could not do more. Hats off to you, my friend, you did more than 3 men?s shares of work so stand easy. Then there was my good friendÿLrd Torquil Mc Alpine. He ran every bit of food and drink we had at the event around, moved people and placed signs and got coffee and ran for stuff. I knew I picked the right man for the job. Then lastly, but not least there is Pete (Connic an Russell). My little brother who stood above what was expected of him and showed he is a man of integrity, ingenuity and perseverance in his own right.
The true bottom line of all this was not just an event for us, but for all the kids. I hope everyone takes a little time this season to feel extra good about themselves for having helped make a better holidays forÿkids who may not have had one without all of you. The Autocrat authorizes you to take a warm-fuzzy feeling during the holidays for doing good. The paperwork now seems all to be finished except a few mailings. We did the books and I am sorry to say we lost money. We tried to keep a tight reign on thingsÿbut it seems it did get away from us a little, and for that I am sorry.
So here ends my tenure as Autocrat.
Whew, I'm spent!!
PS- We lost about $8.60 total. He he he, not too bad after all hu? :)
PSS- Hey all you out there! Pay attention to these people mentioned here, they deserve it!!!!!
Till next time,
Be mindful and awake
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Tuesday, December 5, 2006
It is quiet, almost too quiet.
Slowly the mists of the early morning drift over our bunker. We can
hear them off in the distance as the occasional beam of light peers
through the soup of the early sky. I know they will come soon, creeping.
They will come, moving quietly through the grey and getting closer,
armed, with intent. I can hear their voices on the squak box, remote
and almost inhuman.
*BEEP* "Hello? This is Flarby Danslfaby and I was calling for information about the event…"
Their voices fade out and back in like someone from another time struggling to communicate through the ether.
"An about feast…gruble mungle frable If you could give me a call after fibkler o’clock at 740-553-271murble….THANK YOU!"*BEEP*
Caller ID with a phone that can recall numbers; a gift from the gods of telecom.
Soon it will all end. Only 4 days till the horror ends.
http://www.dernehealde.org/snowballEvent.php
hear them off in the distance as the occasional beam of light peers
through the soup of the early sky. I know they will come soon, creeping.
They will come, moving quietly through the grey and getting closer,
armed, with intent. I can hear their voices on the squak box, remote
and almost inhuman.
*BEEP* "Hello? This is Flarby Danslfaby and I was calling for information about the event…"
Their voices fade out and back in like someone from another time struggling to communicate through the ether.
"An about feast…gruble mungle frable If you could give me a call after fibkler o’clock at 740-553-271murble….THANK YOU!"*BEEP*
Caller ID with a phone that can recall numbers; a gift from the gods of telecom.
Soon it will all end. Only 4 days till the horror ends.
http://www.dernehealde.org/snowballEvent.php
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