A Fine Time Was Had By All

We had a gigantic hoe down at Shirley K's last night to raise money for the hurricane victims.  It was both a success and somewhat of a disappointment.   There were Mark burgers and we had live music and that ALWAYS makes me happy.  I walked around with a grin on my face the whole entire time.  The people that attended seemed to have a great time as well.  We moved a TV in so  the Huskers (both football and volleyball...go Christina!!) could be seen though not heard.  We also moved the tables out of the way so that there could be dancing.  And there WAS dancing.   Lots of it.   We left the cleaning until today and that took me about 8 hours with my Mom and Funky Cold Medina's help.  That sucked because then, the day was done and my house remains sty like.   Actually I was a bit surprised and disappointed that there were not more people there to enjoy the evening.   I think, because I put so much work into the evening (quote from daughter…”You try too hard Mom”) that I felt quite a let down when I arrived back there this morning to start cleaning. I wondered...was it worth it? Would I do it again? I was leaning toward no. Then, I thought of the happy faces of those that were there.  The people clapping and tapping feet.  The singers and players voices echoing off the tin ceiling.  People gathered into a small room, eating, laughing, greeting one another and I think of Matt, singing and dancing.   I think of how good it felt to hear the music, be a part of that and I think, yes, hell yes!   I would do it again in a heartbeat.