Boy am I a sucker

As many of you know, I am the single adult rep for my ward at church. I work with the other ward single adult reps and the stake single adult rep to organize events. Well, sometimes a stake will have a single adult conference that everyone in North Texas is invited to. Well, the church leadership decided that they didn't like the conferences to be be all willy nilly like that, so they all agreed to rotate the responsibility between all the stakes and have one every spring and one every fall. Every stake is donating a certain amount to the endeavour so that each conference has a budget of $6000. They scheduled all the stake for the next 6 years. Well, somehow, we, the Denton stake ended up with the 2nd one, the one this fall. So we are trying to plan this gig, and as much as I don't want to do it, I guess I'm committed. So Sunday, Linda (the Stake rep, or in other words, the boss. Also known as Ethan's grandmother.) was wanting to assign the committees. She asked if anyone would volunteer to chair a committee. Well, I looked around the room, and I quickly realized that I would end up in charge of something, so I should probably volunteer for something I was at least somewhat comfortable with before I got stuck with something I would really hate. So I looked over the choices, and I volunteered to chair the food committee. So, in September I have to provide at least three square meals for 400-600 people. Plan menus, buy the food, prepare the food, serve the food. Yikes. So yeah. Who's the sucker? I am! I am!