All of my images of parenting come from the 1940s, 50s, and 60s. Obviously I have no idea what I'm talking about.
The gala was fun. It was the big fundraiser for Catholic Charities, so we were glad to go. I got home much later than anticipated because my exam started an hour and forty minutes late (no kidding), so my nap ended up being only about 40 minutes long and when I awoke, I was in no mood to get dressed up. But I did it. I sat on my floor listening to Disney songs and carefully applying make-up. I do love seeing Tom in a tux, and feeling like I wasn't a total scrub next to him. Since I had been out of town and had to take the car (we only have one), a friend in the parish offered to lend us one since she and her husband have three cars. Great! We said. We had no idea which one they would give us, or even what three cars they owned. This is what they pulled up in:
Or something like this. It's a Lexus coupe, that's all I know.
Uh, what? Yep, that's what they were lending Tom in the absence of our rinky-dink 8 years old sedan. So needless to say, this is what we drove to the gala, feeling like we were very different people indeed. I rarely wear that much makeup or underwear that has that much elastic, and I'm pretty sure Tom enjoyed driving a race car. It was also nice to not feel a bit funny when we pulled up to the valet at the Ritz, where the event was being held; at least we weren't as inconspicuous as usual!
The event was as lovely as one would expect. The thing that boggled my mind the most, though, was the live auction. Dinner with the Bishop? $8k! 10 day cruise on the biggest cruise ship? $21k! The only thing we thought about bidding on was the week long trip to Ireland, including airfare. It went for $6k, which was an incredible deal, considering all that it included. However, we decided that we would much rather use that money towards other, more practical things...like student loans! The amount of money that people could just spend, right then, on the spot was incredible. I know that my town is full of rich people, but when confronted with these off-the-cuff decisions, it really surprises me. In the other room, there was a silent auction, where items like a 90-foot yacht were being auctioned starting at $5k.
These are the circles we often move in simply because of Tom's work; we meet wealthy people in the church, and they invite us to events like these. We enjoy them, but I always wonder a bit afterwards - just how many rich people are there? Tom and I consider very thoroughly whether or not to turn on the A/C, because it will cost money. The man I was sitting next to just donated over a million dollars to have a building named after him. Whoa. I do not envy these people, it just seems odd to me. I cannot conceive of having that kind of freedom...or responsibility. I am sure that is why God has chosen not to give it to me.
I hope you all enjoyed your St. Patty's Day, and are having lovely Sunday.