Time is Flying

As a fundraiser for our NYO team, we decided to have a movie night. We'd charge to see the movie and to purchase the snacks we provided.

We decided to offer Hawaiian, Pepperoni, and cheese pizzas. I didn't realize that the photo was so out of focus. Sorry!

Here is a Hawaiian and a Pepperoni; cut up and some already served. This photo is blurry in the exact same area?!

The pot in the foreground is the cheese sauce, for the nachos. The small pot is the chili, for chili nachos. Is it blurry too?

 I think I got a greasy finger print on my lens. The same area of the photograph is blurry. :) Anyway this is one of the completed pizzas.

Yup, it's a greasy print.

Most of the adults came, ate, and went home. The two ladies, in back, are community members. We had one parent, the teachers, a classroom aid, me, and all the children in town watching How to Train Your Dragon 2.

Here is an interesting fad. The students here eat top ramen uncooked. They sprinkle the flavor packet over the hard noodles and shake the package to distribute it. Then they eat it. It's like eating popcorn or chips, I suppose.

This all happened Saturday the 15th. I was only in Platinum until Wednesday. I flew in on the 1 pm light that is supposed to show up at 2 pm. It arrived more like 3:30 pm. We stopped in Quinhagak to drop off a social worker. The next thing we know the pilot is climbing on top of the plane. He climbs back in and informs us that he doesn't thing the fuel gauge is working properly. He believes we do not have enough fuel to get to Bethel. All of us fully approved of his decision to not continue on. He calls in and is informed that another plane will bring him fuel. A plane lands, but he has passengers and did not know we needed fuel. He offers to take a couple of us into Bethel, but has no room for baggage. Our pilot mentions that, since he has to make a couple of stops, we will arrive at approximately the same time, so I and two other passengers decide to stay. One decides to go with him. It is now about 5 pm. We waited and waited. After an hour and another companies plane landed & took off, one passenger calls the terminal and is told to talk to the pilot. A half an hour later, I call. I was transferred twice and one of the counter ladies explained that they were short on planes to send. I asked for someone who could tell me how much longer it would be and finally got the dispatcher. He was very curt and told me to talk our pilot; the pilot knows when. We were very concerned, because it was getting darker by the minute and the wind was getting stronger and rocking the plane around. A half an hour later a plane shows up, with 10 gallons of fuel. It took 15-20 minutes to get it into the plane and another half an hour to get to Bethel at 8 pm. My B&B owner picked me up and I was settled in by 8:30 pm. I ordered dinner and was in bed by 10 pm. 

The next three days we long meeting. Friday night I went Thanksgiving shopping. After which I began to wonder if bringing my kids out to spend the holiday with me was really going to be less expensive. :)