The Tea Time Tale

There's one part of me that enjoys the rugged outdoors - caving, climbing, camping, canoeing. But I also like carnations and china and class. It was really nice to attend the annual Brownsville Mennonite Church mother-daughter occasion last evening - my own mother was even there, having driven all the way from Portland after a busy day of teaching, etc (10 cheers!).

The evening was characterized by a couple speakers, tea time trivia, special singing (including a couple Troyers, if I am not completely mistaken (which is a significant possibility)), eating feminine fare, and speaking with pleasant people. SS properly labelled me as nervous (initially) - I'll have to work against such a tendency. But really, I did have an enjoyable time.
We were encouraged to take time for tea, which translates into taking time for people. It was a really good reminder, and I hope I make use of it. When I do take time for them, I should learn to express proper concern and interest each time (I may often care once I've taken time to think, but sometimes what the other person says takes a little time to sink in and by then I've answered with less than proper feeling).

(One thing about tea parties is that they aren't particularly controversial - unless you wanted to debate whether a party can really be a 'tea party' when the beverage is other than the watery plant-based mixture, or whether it is really fine to brew the tea in water less than 373.15 Kelvin. I view each of those as moot points and will not pursue them (you sigh in relief as your heart ceases to palpitate - "please, Claire, no more long diatribes about things we don't care a whit about").)

Overall, a pleasant experience and a nice change from school and...

...well...

...blogging.