HEY GIRLFRIEND!!
Hey Girlfriend,
I know I just saw you at church yesterday, but I had so much to tell you about this Zoom meeting for ASTEF I went to in October. It’s taken me a bit to write this because my teenage cousin keeps coming in wanting to use my computer. She finally told me that she had this guy Groc write her English paper, and she made an A on it. She thought he’d do my note to you a lot better and faster. I told her that I don’t know who Groc is, but that’s just plain cheating. Here’s my not a Groc version of ASTEF goings-on.
It was my first meeting this year that was not in person, and let me tell you the sisters are just as crazy online as they are up close and personal. We had a lot of directors that attended and you won’t believe the length of the agenda. I thought the meeting would last a few hours and I wondered what the president was thinking, especially since it was an early Sunday evening meeting. I now know how the president got her nickname, PsychoSuzy. During the meeting, this one girl kept going in and out on the screen like a defective Christmas bulb. When she was supposed to be muted she wasn’t; when she should talk she was muted. When we voted on stuff, she couldn’t find the little hand raised emoji, so she just kept waving her hands in the air like she was listening to a really good sermon. Bless her little heart! Oh, okay I have to confess, it was me doing all that stupid stuff. But I was there –mostly in and out–but there. There’s no big ‘A’ for absent on my name, thank goodness.
The main thing we talked about in the Zoom was our Fall campaign to raise money so we can fund scholarships, leadership, and projects. This whole campaign is about decorating a porch. Seriously! The first thing I thought of was our old neighborhood. You remember Old Man Runnel’s front porch? That man knew how to decorate: an old washtub with a dead tree in it, a couple of ladders and paint cans (like he was going to use them), his coon hound Boudin scratching and slobbering, and assorted soda pop cans ready for recycling the year before. Remember the year they had a neighborhood Christmas decorating contest and somebody put a bow on Boudin? The old man got honorable mention for most festive.
But ASTEF’s Porch of Possibilities is decorated all fancy schmansy with fall decorations according to how many donations we receive. Go to astef.org and check it out. Oh my goodness, Sister, I just found out that this is the last week to give to the campaign. If you’ve already donated, I’m preaching to the choir. Please forgive me and thank you for your gift. If you haven’t done anything yet, do it now. I gotta go. I have a donation to make.
Till the next time I mess up,
Lady Secret Sister
I know I just saw you at church yesterday, but I had so much to tell you about this Zoom meeting for ASTEF I went to in October. It’s taken me a bit to write this because my teenage cousin keeps coming in wanting to use my computer. She finally told me that she had this guy Groc write her English paper, and she made an A on it. She thought he’d do my note to you a lot better and faster. I told her that I don’t know who Groc is, but that’s just plain cheating. Here’s my not a Groc version of ASTEF goings-on.
It was my first meeting this year that was not in person, and let me tell you the sisters are just as crazy online as they are up close and personal. We had a lot of directors that attended and you won’t believe the length of the agenda. I thought the meeting would last a few hours and I wondered what the president was thinking, especially since it was an early Sunday evening meeting. I now know how the president got her nickname, PsychoSuzy. During the meeting, this one girl kept going in and out on the screen like a defective Christmas bulb. When she was supposed to be muted she wasn’t; when she should talk she was muted. When we voted on stuff, she couldn’t find the little hand raised emoji, so she just kept waving her hands in the air like she was listening to a really good sermon. Bless her little heart! Oh, okay I have to confess, it was me doing all that stupid stuff. But I was there –mostly in and out–but there. There’s no big ‘A’ for absent on my name, thank goodness.
The main thing we talked about in the Zoom was our Fall campaign to raise money so we can fund scholarships, leadership, and projects. This whole campaign is about decorating a porch. Seriously! The first thing I thought of was our old neighborhood. You remember Old Man Runnel’s front porch? That man knew how to decorate: an old washtub with a dead tree in it, a couple of ladders and paint cans (like he was going to use them), his coon hound Boudin scratching and slobbering, and assorted soda pop cans ready for recycling the year before. Remember the year they had a neighborhood Christmas decorating contest and somebody put a bow on Boudin? The old man got honorable mention for most festive.
But ASTEF’s Porch of Possibilities is decorated all fancy schmansy with fall decorations according to how many donations we receive. Go to astef.org and check it out. Oh my goodness, Sister, I just found out that this is the last week to give to the campaign. If you’ve already donated, I’m preaching to the choir. Please forgive me and thank you for your gift. If you haven’t done anything yet, do it now. I gotta go. I have a donation to make.
Till the next time I mess up,
Lady Secret Sister
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