A week has gone by and I am just getting around to writing another post, due, mainly, to the fact that I have been busy as hell due to the annual Barn Dance fundraiser for Not So New Job.
Months of planning culminated in a great even Friday night, but, by the time I dragged ass home; I was tired, achy, and DONE. I wish I could say that I got some fabulous photos of the event, but, alas, I did not. I was too busy giving speeches, serving food to over 200 people, and evading the Sheriff, but, we'll get to that in a minute.
The day started off with set-up, which was actually pretty well coordinated this year. My main duties involved flower arranging, table decorating, appetizer prep, signage, check-in set-up, and volunteer coordination. So, you know, not a lot (sarcasm; it's what's for breakfast).
I did manage to get a few pictures of our awesome volunteer saloon girls, as well as a few action shots of the Sheriff arresting some guests, though.
As I mentioned earlier; I was on the run from law enforcement, myself. Hugh had purchased a warrant for my arrest (warrants were a new feature of the event this year; my idea, and, a smart one, judging by the amount of money we raised selling them) and I was determined not to end up begging bail from behind wooden bars.
Sadly, the long arm of the law did eventually catch up with me.
Lucky for me, I was prepared with a Get Out of Jail Free card that Hugh was not expecting, so I never did see the inside of a cell.
In between duties, I found a little time to dance, as well as to give a speech, thanking my staff (who were, and are
, amazing), Board of Directors, our volunteers, and all of the generous donors, who helped us to raise over fifty grand.
While I didn't have time to bid on any of the silent auction items, Hugh did me a solid by winning a party package that I had my eye on. We also made it home with a leftover bottle of wine and several containers of BBQ. That almost made up for the sore feet, aching back, and splitting headache.
Anyhoodle, the completion of this fundraiser brings the 2022 event season to an end. Thanks to the concert, golf tournament, and this dance; we managed to raise just over one hundred grand for the continued operations of our organization. That's not too shabby, if I do say so, myself.
And, I do.
Now, my feet have nine months to recover before we roll back into event-mode; let's hope for a full recovery.
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