After two Christmas conferences, zone leader council and an
afternoon of cookie decorating, we had our ward party.
A dear sister in the ward asked me to hostess a table.
Wow, just like back home, it felt good to be a part. I was
assigned to decorate a table and play hostess for a table of eight.
This was my table, not too bad for living over 1,000 miles
away from home and using what I had around the house.
My placemats and decorations, the mission homes dishes.
I was pretty happy. We had a wonderful dinner, our third turkey
dinner in two days, good conversation
and a talent filled program.
We are now officially exhausted.