The librarian was set on having a Christmas party. She'd suggested one before Christmas but it's a busy time so she defaulted to after the New Year. Potluck, once again I had to figure out what to cook that would be edible. I couldn't bow out since she planned it on a Thursday night during my volunteer shift. Sister Connie made fruit skewers one Thanksgiving so I made those. Frozen blueberries first and last kept everything inbetween in place - half a strawberry, two fresh raspberries, a peeled orange slice, thin slice of apple, and a pineapple wedge. No cooking required. The librarian had also invited us to bring anyone w/ whom we usually ate supper so I met a few husbands and friends. The librarian held a short meeting before hand and I was able to get the OK on another jigsaw puzzle exchange. I'd brought a few puzzles to get things started and the Friday morning volunteer said she'd make a sign explaining to just take a puzzle - no need to check in/out. After we ate, the librarian asked that we introduce ourselves to the rest of the group (since our schedules don't overlap) and tell how we came to be a volunteer at the library. There were more accident stories than I expected. People had broken various bones and their docs had suggested volunteering at a low impact job as a form of therapy. They had enjoyed their stint at the library and stayed on after their recuperation. The rest of the volunteers were long-time bibliophiles who gravitated to the library naturally. I kept my explanation short - "
My name is Susan Mayer but that's not my real name. I'm hiding out from the law and volunteering at the library is part of my cover." It's quite possible I may never grow up.
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