Thursday, April 10, 2008
rock paper scissors
About 15 years ago, we were on a family vacation which required quite a bit of walking. So, we found a way to entertain ourselves; we played rock paper scissors with Drew. He was 6 and not nearly as skilled as I was at age 13, or my older siblings Tyler and Kendra. To make things interesting, we almost always had a wager: foot rubs at the end of the night. Guess how many nights I got foot rubs? Almost every night. Poor Drew.
Tomorrow Drew and I won't be playing rock paper scissors, nor will either of us be receiving a foot rub. But we will be catering for an estimated 2,000 people who will be playing rock paper scissors. This is our largest catering job to date--actually almost double our next largest job. But we have three bad-mama-jama grills and a plethera of skilled employees. We have some new threads we'll be wearing. Our trailer has been totally decked out with shelving, a slick new paint job, and lots of bungee cords.
We're ready, I think. Actually we're stressed. But it will be done tomorrow and then we can focus on Saturday's catering job. Pheh, and I just got done thinking about the one we did tonight.
Foot rub anyone?