(So I totally stole that from the amazing Glady's of Ellen fame, but I had to do it)
Ok so here's the story.
On Wednesday nights I teach Pioneer Girls at our church. (A Christian Girl Scout type group, for those of you who don't know what it is.)
I co-teach with the fabulous (and much more organized than myself) Christyne. Unfortunately for me tonight was Christyne's birthday, so I had to be organized on my own. I could blame it on my busy week, but to be honest, I would have been no more prepared had I had 11 weeks. It's just my fly by the seat of my pants nature, but I digress..
As soon as Daniel got home I ran to the store to pick up a few things that I needed for tonight. I arrived home at 5:30, and had to leave at 5:55 in order to get to church on time, since I was opening up tonight.
I had to hurry up and rush Paige and Tanner (who goes to Climber Boys) through dinner, and shuttle them out to the car. Then we were off to get Jacki, then finally arriving at church just in time.
I get all the doors unlocked, chairs set up, and go over a few things quick before all the girls start to arrive. I grabbed my bag of last minute items that I had picked up at the store and took it into my class. I start pulling things out to set up for the evening,
bubbles - check
card stock - check check
markers - tripple check
and then, there it was... shining up at me from the bottom of the bag.. the beer I bought Daniel.
I'm Amy Eagle, and I brought Bud light to a children's church class.
There should really be a 12 step program for that.. oh wait....
I was however able to quickly wrap it up and get it back to my car, before it was spied by any of the kids. (Or parents for that matter)