Last night for our combined youth activity, three women were in charge of making a Thanksgiving Dinner for all the kids and adults. I was one of those women. I spent 2 hours in the kitchen making sweet potatoes (thanks Sara for the delicious recipe) and stuffing. Luckily, I already had the pumpkin pies.
I got to the church at 5:30 to meet the young men leaders to help set up. This is where the problems began.
Another group had "reserved the building." They too, needed the kitchen. We were able to compromise; we split the kitchen in half and we got the Primary room.
I got a call from the lady that was in charge of the turkey. She didn't realize that it was frozen so the whole cooking process was about 2 hours behind schedule. Did I mention she was in charge of the entertainment part of the dinner? Fortunately, I had some markers so the youth drew all over the white paper tablecloths to keep themselves busy for about 2o minutes.
We were suppose to eat at 6:00 and it was now 6:30 Here we sat with loads of food that was getting colder by the minute. The kids were getting restless so I pulled out the Thank You cards that were going to be part of the "entertainment." I told them to write notes to their parents. This took about 30 minutes.
By 7:00 we couldn't wait any longer. It was time to eat. We started our feast without the turkey. I was frustrated because we didn't have the main dish to serve. I was exhausted from all the planning and preparation. I felt like the night wasn't a success. That is until one young man came up to dish his plate up and said, "Well, I guess we're having a vegetarian Thanksgiving dinner this year!"
That may not sound funny to you but it was nice to hear. It made me laugh and reminded me that I was probably the only one stressing out because we were missing the turkey. Well, except for the lady waiting at her house for the turkey to finish cooking.
The turkey arrived just in time for everyone to have seconds. Perfect.
We served dessert and as the clean-up process started, one of my young women came up and gave me a big hug. She then handed me a note that she had written for me. I placed it by my purse so that I could read it when I got home.
After everything had been cleaned up and I had taken all the girls home, I carried all my empty pans up to my apartment and rang my doorbell. Blake, Sadie's grin and my slippers waiting by the door greeted me.
I sat down and opened my note from one of the young women. It was short but very sweet:
Thanks for the Thanksgiving Dinner!
I luv ya!"
Yes, all the hard work was worth it. Even though everything didn't go as planned, the evening was still a success.