Coming Out Smelling Like a Piña Colada!

Okay, you've heard me whine about it, but now I have the photos from the Great Pie Toss Incident of 2008! After the conclusion of our summer Hallelujah Hands Puppet Club show, I became a living target for our many pie-throwing terrorists... uh, I mean supporters, yeah that's it...

Anyways, I sat through a barrage of whipped cream projectiles as part of a fundraiser. Our puppet club director who was supposed to help relieve me mysteriously disappeared when I sent someone to get her. Hmm...how convenient! I know that vengeance is the Lord's, but we are supposed to be the body of Christ, so I want to be the hands! ;-D As Casting Crowns sings, "If we are the body, why aren't our hands reaching?" ;-D Someone is going down, is all I can say... ;-D (mwah ha ha).

Well, it actually was fun (especially for the kids) and the cool whipped cream actually felt good after burning up all night. Sad to say, it was actually the most fun I had all night, but I won't go into that. After I was finished getting "creamed", I went out to the front of the church and hosed off (I was really covered by the time they were done with me). Knowing that there was no way I was getting out of the incident without getting whipped cream in my hair, I brought along my shampoo and conditioner – which was coconut scented. I then proceeded to wash my hair on an out-of-the-way area on the front lawn. Yes, I know, real dignified, but it was either that or let the cream sour in my hair, and, well... I don't think so. So I finished cleaning up, went to change my clothes, and came back to hang out with my friends who then told me I smelled like a Piña Colada! Well, that's definitely better than smelling like soured cream! Hmm...Is anyone else craving an Orange Julius? :-D Well, anyways below are the pictures that certain people requested I post. You know who you are! Enjoy!

Cindy