On July 10, we traveled about 5 hours south to cater a wedding for 180 people. The menu wasn’t hard and even though it was far away, the tricky thing was that where the reception took place, there was no kitchen. No oven. No stove top. Nothing. So we took an old military kitchen trailer that my husband’s father has re-done to include one professional stove, a gas powered refrigerator, 15′ of counter space, a hot box and a 2′ by 40” flat top grill. It worked out alright and the people who hired us were very pleased.
We got home from that trip late Sunday night and Monday morning started the first week of summer camp that I am annually involved in. It was the senior camp, for ages 13 and up, and we were there all day. I work in the kitchen (Hmm, wonder why they put me there?) and I make the snacks for canteen (although I didn’t stay this last week to sell them). Tomorrow (Monday) starts that 2nd week of summer camp for the junior camp (ages 8 – 12). Our 3 eldest will be involved in this camp for the week (even though Grace and Isaac aren’t technically old enough, their uncle is the director and I’m one of the cooks, so it’s a perk for them to “get in” early), so the days will be even longer. Non of them will be sleeping over night (as the majority of the campers do), so we will be getting there by 7:30am and will come home around 10:00pm. That makes for some loooong days!
Come Saturday, July 25, we will be selling food at the 1st of our three fairs this summer. A friend and myself will be selling cheesecakes and cream puffs in one booth, while Adam and his older brother will be selling elephant ears in the booth next to us. That is an all day event, as well. Not to mention keeping an eye on 5 very active, ones-who-tend-to-wander children. But it is a family affair, with the other brother across the walk way selling kettle corn and Grandma and Grandpa usually find something to help with. There is a bit of a contest that goes one for people who want to dress up in period costume (the whole fair theme has to do with the people who came to our town to start with. The majority were from Kentucky, which is why it is called Kentuck Days, and they came around the 1890’s. So we always dress up in “Little House” fashion with bonnets and the whole works. I’ll send pictures next week.)
I think I have a few good reasons for being so busy! I’m still growing, growing, growing and Little One keeps moving, moving, moving. I’ve been wearing my running shoes almost every day and while I don’t care for the look of wearing them with dresses, my back and legs have felt so much better. I think I’ll risk the “fashion no no” a little while longer and still be able to walk with minimal pain. Sometimes comfort much come before beauty!