Those words strike fear into a woman's heart, if she has forgotten her designated day of duty! I've been there, arriving at church ready for worship only to have your heart stop when you read YOUR name under cookie duty for that very day. The nearby Safeway has probably seen quite a number of frantic Grace Church women in their checkout lines on Sunday morning over the years.
But yesterday was not one of those days for me. I remembered and scheduled all of Saturday to be in the kitchen. While waiting for the butter to soften, I made four loaves of sandwich bread and a pan of cinnamon rolls. Then I made nine dozen snickerdoodles and nine dozen chocolate chip cookies. That does me in for one day! Seven dozen of those were for coffee time after church, six dozen went into the freezer for Good News Club, and the rest are for us - they'll last about five more minutes. :)
While all this busyness was going on, my DH decides it's a good time to go out into the garage and bring in some dusty boxes to go through. While I always encourage organizing and decluttering, I don't appreciate the dusty boxes in my kitchen while I'm baking. So he was shuffled over a few feet away into the dining room. Oh the treasures he found - boxes of old power cords, floppy disks, computer mouse with track ball - things he was at last ready to let go of!
There were treasures in some of those boxes though. Like my dfil's bronze star from WWII.
He also found a box of things from his grandfather. Things like the class ring from the 1916 graduating class of Corvallis, Oregon, and various pins from his days in the Ag. Dept. of the State of Oregon.
There was one other very special treasure in that box - a caponizing kit.