When’s the last time you did something just for the sheer fun of it?
Tonight we had a small get together at the local (small town) airport’s cafe. There were a dozen or so of us there – and then other folks, too. But our group seemed to have the most fun. We laughed (a lot) and ate (too much) and shared silliness.
And then . . .
we decided to share the wealth. You see, hubby Moose had bought a large box of 100 Grand candy bars and was passing out a hundred grand to the group. We had watched a (very) small (teeny-tiny) plane come in and then one of the regular commuters (not that much bigger, but it holds more people) came in.
Lessa and I looked at each other and grabbed one of the other women and then grabbed most of the left over candy bars and we ran to the gate. Whereupon we greeted each person who got off the plane with
Hi – welcome to Kenai!
We were, in turn, met by a lot of confused stares, but only a couple turned down the candy bars. Did I forget to say – CHOCOLATE?! 😉
You know, we live in a small town. My motto is “I live in Alaska, I make my own fun.” And tonight we just shared the love.
Until the candy ran out – and then we ran out before the last few people came through the gate. Didn’t want any hurt feelings.
Guess someone on the other side of the gate (probably waiting to board for Anchorage) was giving us (okay, Lessa said she was giving ME) weird looks. I think she just wanted a candy bar.
What do you think?
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