Kickin' it with my ladies

It's unfortunate that I don't have any good pictures of what I'm about to tell ya, but I'll try to make it interesting enough for you readers. Last Friday, I attended a Sisters' Retreat with the Relief Society in Glenwood Springs, which is about 30 minutes east of Rifle. It's a great place for tourists. Apparently, this little shindig was for ladies to get together and laugh and have fun and then spend the night in a hotel. I wasn't really sure if I wanted to go, even though I'd already signed up. I guess I was getting cold feet. But, I'd been assigned to bring french bread, so I felt like I had to go....even though the french bread never even came out of the bag for dinner. So I carpooled with some women to the Glenwood Suites hotel. We were given a large room on the bottom floor to have our dinner and games. I sat with my friend Suzanne Holgate. She's the Young Women's president. Oh yeah! I forgot to tell y'all. I'm the YW's 2nd counselor out here. Fun times. So anyway, she was the only one I knew well, so I sat next to her at a table with a few other ladies. On the table was a bouquet or flowers with chocolate candy all around. That's the way to get a party started!! It definitely had us women hyper, that's for sure. As we were eating, one of the coordinators for the event told us to watch and be observant. That's all she said. We were confused. About 10 minutes later, a man came in wearing all sorts of stuff. He had a hat on, sunglasses, a cigarette in his mouth, a button up wool shirt that wasn't tucked in, a belt over that, shoes that didn't match, brown khaki pants, and he was carrying around a backscratcher. Weird. With all of us women in the room and this one weird looking guy walking around looking at our food, my first thought was: Male stripper. But of course, that's not what it was!! I guess with all the stuff he was wearing and the fact that he was the only man in the room, I guess I figured he was going to start tearing things off. haha I told that to the ladies at my table and they cracked up so hard. I felt embarrassed for thinking it, but they said that it kind of made sense.
Other than the strange man entering the room, who turned out to be the hotel manager, ladies told jokes they'd heard, threw food at each other, and laughed and laughed and laughed. The entire evening was a crazy spectacle. They were worse than teenagers. I kid you not. Towards the end we set up our chairs in a circle in the room and played a game where you put your hands up in front of you with your thumbs out. Like you're driving a car and you go in either direction saying "Vroom." Or you can "Errch" and turn it the other direction, trying to mess each other up. And if someone did mess up, they had to stand in the middle of the circle and write their name with their butt. haha It was HILARIOUS. It was especially funny when the older women, like in their 50's and 60's had to do it. If you've never tried it, do it now. It's fun. AFter that game, we stood up in a circle and played "Jigolo." It's a dancing game where if your name is called you have to show everyone how you jig. When it was my turn, I did the shampoo dance where you pretend to squirt shampoo in your hand and then shampoo your hair, but ....really it's a dance. So yeah, that was fun. With all the laughing going on as hard as it was, when it's a bunch of women who are mothers and grandmothers, someone is bound to pee on themselves. haha Well, thankfully, it didn't happen, but when someone had to get up and write their name with their butt, we were all laughing so hard that the lady started crouching and crossing her legs because she was about to pee on herself. We had to stop ourselves from giggling so she could calm down. But of course, that only made everyone want to start laughing even harder. It was a fun night. I had to come back home since Trapper works on Saturday mornings, but most of the women stayed the night, and from what I heard on Sunday, no one went to bed at a decent hour. The latest I heard was 5 am. Relief Society may seem like a boring thing to some, but when candy and jokes are involved, watch out, 'cause they will tear down the house with laughter.