Sharing your birthday with a national holiday has its benefits. Since my mother was a postal worker, she always had the day off when I was growing up and normally, I’m able to spend the day with my granddaughters since they’re out of school. Since the holiday falls on a Saturday this year, they have today off and we’re going to a Frock Shop. Have you ever been to one?
I don’t know who introduced the idea to our Sierra Foothill Charter School fundraising group, but we’ve held five or six. Here’s what happens:
1. You, your friends, family, neighbors, etc. clean out their closets and give the bags of goodies to the Frock Swap hostess. (I LOVE this process and adhere to the Oprah Rule: if you haven’t worn it in the past 12 months, out it goes.)
2. The hostess and her helpers pick a date and time for the Frock Swap.
3. Depending on the date and time, appropriate refreshments are provided. (We’ve had tea and crumpets…pizza and beer…to wine and appetizers that knock your socks off…at the last one we even had a DJ who kept us dancing for hours.)
4. You pay a nominal fee to cover the cost of refreshments then shop till you drop–just as you would at a thrift shop. You decide how much the garments you pick are worth (whatever you think you’d pay for them at a thrift shop or resale store) and drop your money in a jar. Simple, huh? Totally on the honor system because nobody has anything invested in this except for time, which, although the set up does take time, it usually involves a lot of giggling.
5. Then you grab a glass of wine or bubbly water, mingle, visit, nibble and smile a whole lot.
I have found some remarkable treasures at Frock Swaps. In fact, the jeans I have on at the moment were a great find at the last affair. This will be the first year for two of my granddaughters to attend. Afterward, there will be cake.
Whatever you have planned this weekend, I hope you’ll take a moment to say a prayer for all of the military members in harm’s way and their families. And please remember with a smile those served in years past. Some may be gone, but their sacrifice made it possible for us to remember them today. My two favorites are my father and father-in-law: Reuben Robson and Milton Salonen.
PS: my newsletter went out today. In case you missed it, I included a little birthday gift freebie in it. Newsletter