Yesterday our youth group had a spaghetti dinner & silent auction fundraiser. I HAD KNOW IDEA WHAT I VOLUNTEERED FOR. The church's kitchen is pretty much equipped for feeding 3 bus loads of elephants. No kid, they have a pan so big I could sit in it. And their washing machine. I got rather acquainted with it. But let's start back a ways before the dinner began, us helpers were getting ready, and the head volunteer lady said "He's washing the dishes, who's drying?"

*silently thinking there's just some dishes at that precise moment that need drying*

*shrug* "I can".

So I dried dishes for the night. For at least 200 people. See, we didn't have enough plates for all of them, so we had to circulate the dishes and put them back out again. And quickly. And when they came out from the dishwasher (which was not your average machine) they were so hot that your mind was telling you DO NOT TOUCH...whereas you had to, because more dishes were coming, they needed plates, etc. Thank God I had people helping me constantly...could not have done that by myself. And when talking, constantly saying "WHAT?!" because the military-like dishwasher was so loud and the boiling pots of noodles and sauce had to, well, boil loudly.

*raises hand* 
Still alive!!

I had to wear my hair up, of course, so I found a tutorial on a 'bouffant bun' and on my first try it came out adorable.
Then I got to the church, and found out I had to put a hat on.
I ended up having to take out my whole bun and wearing a baseball cap with a bill so long I could only see people under the height of 5'5.
Fortunately, I moved my ponytail even lower so I could look up.

Would you wear flowers in your hair?

Have you ever worked in an army-sized kitchen??