So, I told Molly I'd blog about our morning. I get tired just thinking about it! She and I had a face-painting gig at St. Jude's Children's Hospital (Molly owns a birthday party/clowning/face-painting/animal balloons business). The party was centered around Christmas in July for the kids, with them drawing Christmas pictures and for one/some to be chosen as a new design for the holiday Cleo Wrap papers. So cool. :)
We were dressed up as an elf (Molly) and Mrs. Claus (me). And that should be as exciting as the story gets.
The face-painting at St. Jude's went swimmingly. The kids are adorable, their parents are amazing and that whole place makes me proud to live here. I could go on with more positive adjectives. But I won't.
But really, after the stress of being there (it really is hard to be around sick kids, even though they're recovering in different stages of cancer treatment), we headed home still dressed in our get ups. Got to a stop light and Molly made a remark about a car being awfully close to the rear of her car. The next second found us being hit---gently, yes, but still hit. A definite thump. Then the van that hit her kept going, drove around us and turned at the light. Molly followed them, honked her horn and even drove up into the guy's driveway!
Not to worry. It was an older man, and it was thought that he might have had a mini-stroke. He and his wife were caught off guard by the whole incident, but were very nice. The interesting part, though, came when Molly (dressed as an elf) had to talk to the police about the accident.
I know she's wondering how believable she appeared. Let's just say that she's a very sincere elf! :)
We were dressed up as an elf (Molly) and Mrs. Claus (me). And that should be as exciting as the story gets.
The face-painting at St. Jude's went swimmingly. The kids are adorable, their parents are amazing and that whole place makes me proud to live here. I could go on with more positive adjectives. But I won't.
But really, after the stress of being there (it really is hard to be around sick kids, even though they're recovering in different stages of cancer treatment), we headed home still dressed in our get ups. Got to a stop light and Molly made a remark about a car being awfully close to the rear of her car. The next second found us being hit---gently, yes, but still hit. A definite thump. Then the van that hit her kept going, drove around us and turned at the light. Molly followed them, honked her horn and even drove up into the guy's driveway!
Not to worry. It was an older man, and it was thought that he might have had a mini-stroke. He and his wife were caught off guard by the whole incident, but were very nice. The interesting part, though, came when Molly (dressed as an elf) had to talk to the police about the accident.
I know she's wondering how believable she appeared. Let's just say that she's a very sincere elf! :)
