Many Tanks

It's been another crazy week.  The good news is...
the Teacher Appreciation Dinner that I was in charge of is over.  

Hip, hip, HOORAY!

Not only over, but over in {nice} way (except for the 7 loads of laundry, 6 loads of dishes - not counting the 3 hours of hand-washing dishes, and getting the numerous borrowed items sitting by my front door back to their rightful owners).

Despite my bouts of brain-fog, regardless of my hormonal out-of-sorts-ness, and notwithstanding the total unavailability of my husband to perform his usual save,

it turned out amazingly good.

I can't, however, take much of the credit.  I had a caring sister who talked me into a plan, many friends that rallied to assist, and not-a-few tender mercies along the way.

Here a few photos memorializing the preparations and event:

110+ caramel apple favors:  dipped, drizzled, and sprinkled on Friday (a million thanks, Mist, Lex, Haven and Mace); bagged, tied, and labeled on Saturday (more thanks, Bill and Shi).

Many, many thanks go out to Marci, Julee, and Julie for food prep, Misty for Costco runs, and Kathi, Alexa, Marci, Colleen, Misty, and Jeanne for set-up.

(The amazing thing is that all of these ladies are just as busy as I am, if not more.)

A big thank you to my friend Jeanne, who made 16 dozen homemade rolls, and homemade strawberry jam to go with.  They were a huge hit at our table.  She had the brilliant idea to put the rolls on the tables in bags to keep them fresh and soft.  Why haven't I ever thought of that?  

(Thanks, Alexa, for snapping some pics.)

I needed to attend the dinner, since Lexee was a participant, so I had to rely completely on those amazing ladies that were willing to work their hineys off in the kitchen all evening.  Jeanne, Julie, Alexa, Natalie, Tiffany, Kathi, and Misty... I honestly can't thank you enough.

Lex invited her sprint coach, Mr. Doyle.

Here's a blurb from her tribute:

"Something I've always enjoyed is your little pep talk before a race:

'Turn left.'

'Don't trip.'

'Don't throw up.'

'Don't drop the baton.'

'Run fast...'"

Mr. Doyle's response,

"Hey, you're giving away all of my secrets!"

The dinner was lovely, the program was lovely (thanks for arranging the special musical numbers, Mist!), the evening was lovely.  The principal, superintendent, two school board members, 15+ teachers/coaches/tutors, and 21 LDS graduating seniors were in attendance.  

I will call it a success.

And I am dang glad it's over.