My day started at 3:30 this morning. That's early. Really early.

I rolled out of bed and crawled to the shower. I stayed in longer than I should have because the water was lulling me back to sleep. I think I took a little nap between shampooing and conditioning. I might have conditioned twice...just because I couldn't remember. I dried my hair, but refused to straighten it. Too much work. And no one should work at 4 a.m. I chose clothes that didn't need ironing and scrounged around in my makeup bag. I think I only ended up with mascara and lip gloss today....again too much work to do all the rest. I kissed my men goodbye while they snored and slipped out of the house with my hair flipping every which way.

To say awake I blasted some music and sang at the top of my lungs. I could because I was alone. This morning I was belting some Taylor Swift. Got to be one of my favorite singers of all time....I heart her like I heart High School Musical. What am I? Twelve? Geez.

As I sang about being 15 and lovin' some boy named Steven, I headed for Little Rock. At 5:00 in the morning. I stopped at a truck stop to get gas along with all the construction workers and farmers dressed in their Carhartt coveralls and John Deere hats.

I rolled into the Rock just as the sun was waking up.

I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the car. Taylor Swift sang to me, and I checked my mascara. I had yawned some of it down onto my cheeks. I cleaned myself up, stretched twice, and stepped out of the car. And made my way in the door of.....

Yes. Krispy Kreme.

Yes. I woke up at 3:30 for Krispy Kreme. And drove an hour for Krispy Kreme. And went to school and worked all day for Krispy Kreme (we weren't out for school today like the rest of the world).

Note. I'm all about the warm, luscious goodness of a fresh Krispy Kreme donut....but not that much.

Oh no. My momentary lapse of sanity that happened when I actually set my alarm last night for 3:30 a.m. is a result of this crazy new identity that I've taken on.....

Meet me. Mother. Wife. Teacher. And now....PROM SPONSOR.

Oh Lands.

I'm now neck deep in prom magazines, food menus, decorations, budgets, invitation samples, and, my new nemesis.....FUNDRAISERS!!

You got it. I drove all the way to Little Rock this morning to pick up fundraiser boxes of donuts. I think at one point today there were 172 boxes of Krispy Kremes in my room at school.

If I never see another donut in my life....I'll be just fine.

(*Krispy Kreme is a FABULOUS business to work with. They have been super nice to us and have been amazing. Check them out if you ever need a good fundraising idea.....or if you just need a donut!*)


Stephanie @ My Answered Prayer said...

What happened to them delivering them to the school. You should have taken the girls with you :)

mer@lifeat7000feet said...

Girl, you are dedicated (or crazy!) Have fun with that prom stuff...glad it's you and not me.

Can you take a nap on the couch after dinner? I do that a lot. Or better yet, go to bed early!

Nina Diane said...

oh how I love the Krispy Kremes....and I always loved those kids ringing the doorbell on Saturday mornings. I'd always buy up a couple of boxes!

Sit A Spell said...

Just had to say hi...I grew up in SE Arkansas! What a fun post to come in on too...I am so not a morning person. I also like Taylor Swift, but have a 13 yr old daughter who plays her cds. I am really more of a SCC music fan, but like some country. 33Miles is a new country christian band that's awesome. I hope all goes well with Prom!


Jennifer said...

I think that could be fun! (Well, the prom organizing...NOT waking up @ 3:30 am!)

buscher3 said...

Yuck...I only see 3:30 in the morning when I am tossing and turning, thrusting my big belly from one side of the bed to the other trying to get comfortable (as if that can happen with a baby kicking your ribs at night). Sounds like fun though, the prom part. I bet you'll enjoy it getting lost in your own memories of prom when you were a high schooler.

Sit A Spell said...

Glad you came by...not sure if you scooted on down my blog...but I actually went to OBU and lived in Arkadoo. : ) What a great area!