Friday rewind.

My sisters Marcie, Jenny, Traci and I loved to start clubs when we were younger. We had this little cubby in our basement under the stairs where we would set up shop. It was pitch dark in there, so we put in some lamps with an extension cord. We put blankets and pillows on the ground to make things cozy and we taped a national geographic map on the wall alongside our club rules. I can only remember the number one rule: don’t make fun of, or laugh at other members of the club. Trust me, that rule wasn’t followed for very long (just keep reading). Club meetings were held every day and we always appointed somebody to bring a snack. Jenny was famous for bringing good snacks. One day she took an old white dish towel down to the clubhouse and proudly presented our treat. The towel was full of green olives - you know, the ones with the red pimento stuffed in the middle. We thought it was so hilarious that Jenny would think to bring a white dish cloth full of green olives as our club snack. Secretly we probably all thought it was the best snack ever. Who really needs graham crackers and potato chips when you can have green olives? Sadly this particular club didn’t last long. I think during our third or fourth meeting Jenny, Marcie and I broke the number one rule. We were getting all set up to play a game of bingo in the club house and Traci was in charge. She went to open up the box of bingo chips and somehow she spilled them all over the place. Marcie, Jenny and I thought it was so funny that Traci spilled the bingo chips and we giggled until our bellies hurt. Traci was so upset. She kept telling us that it was against the rules to laugh at any member of the club. She quit the club that day and the rest of us just couldn’t go on without her. We all made up eventually and started a new club, but I think it’s safe to say we will never forget the days of green olives and bingo. It will go down in history as our best club ever.