Today is Karen’s birthday – and at the store any occasion such as that is a good excuse for a carry-in. Today, it was a cake carry-in – there were three of them. And I got a text this morning inviting me to come up and partake – so I did.
Karen wanted to know why I had my cell phone tilted – I was trying to get all three cakes into the picture. But I failed. So when everyone came back behind the classroom to line up, I asked them to gather behind the table so I could climb up on a chair and get a shot of all of them with all three of the cakes, just before they sang to her.
I still missed half of one of the cakes. I also missed all but the arm of the extraordinarily nice lady who moved the outlet box that hangs down from the ceiling.
I say “extraordinarily nice” because Marsha has put up with me for more than 30 years – she works at my optometrist’s office. Marsha is a hoot – and her brand of sarcasm is almost a perfect match for mine. When I learned that she enjoyed crafting, I urged her several times over the years to stop by our store – so I was surprised and delighted to see her there today.