It all started with an invitation to sub for Bunco.
For the uninformed, bunco is a dice game with EXACTLY 12 people–no more, no less, hence my use of the capitalized “EXACTLY.” You roll your dice (“and take your chances”–Nathan Jessup: A Few Good Men) and rotate partners and foursomes for a few hours. There’s also good chatting and constant snacking so it’s a hit with the 40-80 somethings. A fellow wild & crazy soccer mom called me The Day Of to sub for her wild & crazy group. “We’re piling in my Suburban and going out there at 6:00.”
Only I didn’t know “going out there” meant travelling 30+ minutes away to East Bumble Chesapeake. No worries, though. We had a fine time chatting amongst ourselves and stopping along the way to pick up other carpoolers I didn’t know, as well as the most mouth-watering scrumptuloso parmesan chicken wings EVAH. Since I only knew my one soccer mom, I got to chatting up the other ladies in the ‘burban and we were having a good ol’ time before we even got there.
My mind was blown.
We pull up in the driveway in East Bumble Chesapeake and behold, a Michigan liscence plate. Huh.
The parents of the hostess were there visiting from Michigan. They live in Brighton. Interesting.
The hostess welcomed us in and I KNEW that I knew her from somewhere. Not here. We looked at each other curiously for a few minutes and guessed a few times:
Church? Nuh uh
Pampered Chef? Don’t think so.
So she moved on to her hostess duties and I chatted up the Michigan parents.
Me: I just moved from Plymouth.
The Parents: Oh, really? We lived in Ridgewood West.
Me: THAT’S MY OLD NEIGHBORHOOD!
Them, namely the Mom: I was an office assistant at Canton High School.
Then I TOTALLY remembered her, the mom, walking me from the Canton High School office to the drama department to ask about tickets for Into The Woods…was that 2 springs ago? I believe so.
But WAIT! There’s MORE!
Back to the hostess. She heard me talking about Plymouth and Canton High School and asked if I had ever signed up my kids at the Cultural Center (which I had to think about because we always called it the Ice Skating Place). Yes! Yes I DID sign up my kids for rec. soccer, hockey, skating, and a myriad of other events at the Plymouth Cultural Center! With HER!
The hostess of the Bunco in East Bumble Chesapeake where I was asked to sub just hours before was the lady who signed up my kids and took my checks and offered me pens seasonally from 2003-2008 in the frozen tundra of Plymouth, MI 48170.
We sing a song at church called “God’s Big Backyard.”
Which I TOTALLY prefer over “I. A. S. W. A. A” (The pesky Disney song that worms its way into your head).
Hey, yo! It’s a BIG BACK YARD!
Hey, yo! A really BIG BACK YARD!
Everybody’s serving and doing their part,
And we all get together in the BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BACK YARD!