So, as the Princess of Rizvania prepared herself the other morning, my husband asked me why I went through all that just to read a story. I told him it was HIS fault and got the usual "whaaa....???!" expression in response.
You see, when my husband and I were first married, we ate out ALOT. Not because I couldn't cook (Hon, it was NOT because I couldn't cook!), but because, with both of us working, we had the money and not much time (funny how things can 180 on ya). Anyway... my husband would typically leave "extra-large" tips, even if the service was average, which, as a former professional waitress, drove me nuts. [I liked to think you should EARN an extra-big tip by being totally awesome - which, in all honesty, I was - I totally LOVE serving people!] When I confronted him over this nasty habit, he simply explained, "How many opportunities do you get in this life to REALLY make someone's day for only $2 more?"
So, yes, I could have gone to the school that morning in a nice outfit (not my sweats), and the kids would have enjoyed the story, but with just a small investment in time (15 min.) and a little creativity, I decided to give them an extra $2. You should have seen their faces - so how could I not?!