So Tuesday, when I was having a bad day, it culminated in my Mom calling me just as I was settling in the watch the third disc of season 7 of the Shield.

"Do you still want to go to the League of Catholic Women's Christmas tea with me tomorrow?" she  asked, innocently

"Of course not." I answered, honestly.

She didn't want to go either but we both knew we would.  We had said we'd go and we knew that once we were there, there was a 20% chance we'd actually have a good time.

Well, we did have a good time.

But it was weird.

Weird in a good way.

About two years ago, Mary R. the president of the LCW came into the shop and outlined a plan for a Centennial Christmas tree, covered in ornaments that commemorated the LCW's history, clubs, events and programs.  Since lots of the members did needlepoint, she wondered if we'd design ornaments for them to do.

I designed about two dozen different ornaments for them.

Until I walked in the door on Tuesday, I'd forgotten all about the project but there it was; a tree covered in ornaments that I had designed.  Along with the tree, they had printed up a booklet describing the meaning of each ornament.  I was given full credit for designing them.  I was carrying my needlepoint Star Wars purse and even though this wasn't a Star Wars crowd, several ladies complimented me on it, and one gal even took my purse from me to "show all the ladies at my table!"

I couldn't decide what outcome I preferred; for her to return my purse or to be able to tell people I'd been mugged at a League of Catholic Women's Christmas tea.

She brought it back.

So there I was, surrounded by total strangers, telling me how talented I am.

I felt like the victim of mistaken identity.

Don't get me wrong; I know I very talented.  I'm just always surprised that anyone else thinks so too.

Yeah, that came out pretty much exactly the way I meant it.

There turned out to be many more women there that we knew so Mom and I actually had a good time.  Some lady got up and gave a short lecture on Tea that was very interesting.

Did you know that white tea, green tea, oolong tea and black tea all come from the same plant?  It's only how the leaves are processed that makes a difference.  I didn't know that.

I dislike tea.  But the truth is, I've probably never tasted good tea.

Herbal 'teas' aren't actually tea at all.

I dislike herbal tea, too.

Every tea I've ever had just tasted like water that someone wrecked.

But the lecture was fascinating.

And they had tables filled with Christmas cookies so of course I enjoyed myself.

My Mom flirted outrageously with the parking lot attendant. All in all, a pretty good afternoon.

 

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