happenings

So, yesterday, we had more fun team bonding time while trying to sell tickets for the upcoming barbeque that we are having to raise money. The word "trying" indicates another attempt in a long string of fruitless attempts. None of us are disheartened though because when you cook barbeque this good (chicken barbeque, people) the masses are bound to show up. At least that's the plan. For more information on the barbeque, check out the church website. Come...please?

Anyhow, most of the team got to the church around 8:15 Saturday morning and then we made signs in the supply room as per the suggestion of Lindsey ("Well, we can make signs. We'd have to go to the supply room. I mean, only if you really need us to."[she likes that supply room]). After thirty minutes, we had some very questionable, but brightly colored signs and so we set off to the Harris Teeter and Food Lion parking lots to sit for four hours and sell tickets.

Tickets sold in four hours: two. Yep. And those were to a team member from last year, but we're still counting them.

We talked to innumerable race fans who would stop and peer with interest at our sign:
"If you're going to be here, we're having a barbeque next Saturday at Crossroads Church."
Without fail, we'd get:
"Oh, I'm from [insert southern state here] and I'm in for the race. Won't be here then, but it looks good."

Lesson learned: grocery store parking lots + race weekend + barbeque sales = baaad idea, but lots of fun (dependant upon one's definition of 'fun').

And that was pretty much the extent of that.

In other team news, tonight we are selling drinks at the Darrell Evans concert at Crossroads. 50 cent drinks, again--don't miss it...

There will be a bit of a change in the content here due to the fact that I am leaving tomorrow (oh. my. word. I am sososo excited. I can't really express it), so there'll be less about the team until they join me in South Africa, but I'll try to keep up with them. My father commissioned me in front of the church this morning--I almost cried, almost because it really touches me to see all the support from my church family, friends, and team. You guys are wonderful. Thank you so much.

For now, I have to finish packing and I'd love to go to bed early, but that never happens, right? Anyhow, all I know about my plans is that my missionary friends are picking me up at the airport in Durban. That is truly the extent of my knowledge. Oh well, you'll all hear from me on the other side...