Saturday event No 1: Drinks
I started off my morning at Copper Oven, a favorite brunch spot where girlfriends of mine from Connect meet about once a month to catch up on life. We were devastated when the waitress informed us that the cappuccino maker was broken, meaning no Chai lattes. Mary Beth, who's pregnant and drove up from Derby, was especially heartbroken. But we somehow survived with straight-up cups of coffee instead. Lori R. brought her mother-in-law Connie, and Crystal joined us, too:


Saturday event No 2: DrillsAbout an hour after brunch, I met up with a different group from church at Habitat Village, an area near 33rd & Arkansas where churches and other civic groups are building Habitat for Humanity homes. Teresa and I went to town hanging drywall.
My dad, a very handy guy who has participated in previous Habitat builds, joined us there. (Trust me: Between the two of us and my friends, there were plenty of Catholic/Methodist jokes to go around. My dad said it would be all good if we'd just abstain from eating meat on Fridays. Yep. That was one of the jokes. Such is the life for a converted Irish O'Toole girl.)Please note that the fact that we're both wearing camo pants was a complete coincidence. (You guessed it. We didn't plan this.)Dennis, a fellow youth group sponsor, brought The Cutest Puppy In The World, Brooke. She's a tiny yellow lab who spent the afternoon hanging out in the bed of his pickup truck while we worked.

After managing to wash the construction dust out of my hair, Brian and I had sushi and went to the symphony. And afterwards, I got my elusive Chai from Starbucks. Mmm!