It makes me feel so young...

Here it is TAX season, and the Empty Nesters group at church were partying last night with about 50 folks who should have been home filling in their forms.

The hosts used TAXES as their theme for decorating, and for the menu. Little money trees on each table held tiny envelopes with "Eternal Revenue Service" for a return address. And little Monopoly-sized folding money was attached to the trees. Gold-covered chocolate coins were scattered about. The place mats were copies of one of the IRS forms, over a green sheet of paper. The menu was printed out.

For instance,
CPA appetizers... were Cashews, Peanuts, and Almonds.
Greenback Salad- delicious mixed greens and asparagus

Miserstroni Soup- wonderful homemade stuff
Poor Boy sandwiches (meat balls on a hot-dog bun) with sliced cheese
Coined relish (Sweet and hot pickled coined carrots and veggies)

and for dessert...
Pay Dirt (an absolutely delicious whipped cream pudding with layers of crushed Oreo creme-filled cookies.)

Favors at each place setting were "PAY DAY" candy bars.

John was invited to come and play the piano for a hymn sing. But first, he wanted suggestions for songs around the theme.

"Jesus Paid It All," "Take My Life and Let It Be," "I Surrender All," "Nor Silver, Nor Gold... ," and I suggested "Three Coins in the Fountain," but it didn't fly.

People really enjoyed the food and the fellowship, and sang heartily while John played old familiar hymns. Everyone said it was the best hymn sing-along yet. John even asked me to join him on a piano duet. So, we played a rousing rendition of "The Assurance March." Some folks even knew the words to that.

Wonder why I hang around with all these old folks?

It makes me feel so young...