Today, after months of planning, we had our first workshop. The best part of was afterwards when the seniors were all getting into the elevator, I heard Bernice say, "Boy, that was fun." I heard all of them laugh before the elevator doors closed.
Christine was the first to arrive. She had three totes. Three totes besides her purse.
(Uh oh, it's 5pm and I'm having people over. I promised pizza from scratch and have to start prepping, and ha ha I want to paint my nails too. Need to finish this post tomorrow.)
