So I signed up for what I definitely didn’t think wouldn’t be a challenging school volunteer position, but one that is officially over as of next week (cue choir of slacker angels singing “Freedom” by George Michael.)
I signed up to be the coordinator for Miss A’s kindergarten class basket for the annual school fall fundraiser silent auction.
Technically the baskets were due yesterday but since I have been gallivanting about in Hollywood with Katie and Jen and Eva and Amy I am turning ours in late. The basket is based on the five senses (same as last year and everyone seemed happy with that so I didn’t feel the need to rack my brain for a new theme.) The centerpiece item is an in-home wine tasting for 6 to 8 people by a local wine expert and will feature two bottles of red and two bottles of white wine. Everything else in our basket is kind of a mixed bag, literally; I have several gift certificates, including one for dinner and a massage, and passes to two local museums.
The problem? I have to make this basket scream BID ON ME.
I can’t put actual wine bottles in the basket but was feeling okay about it after buying some wine tasting props such as wine glasses, wine glass charms, coasters, etc., but then I ran into another mom at soccer today and she was telling me that her movie night theme basket was so behemoth that she couldn’t lift it by herself. And then she proceeded to tell me how incredibly amazing all the baskets looked and how she was joking with people about how they must have had professional decorators put them together.
I am so freaking screwed.
I guess I’ll be out shopping for more goodies so Miss A’s class basket doesn’t look woefully pathetic. I am no Martha Stewart so I’m hoping it doesn’t look obvious I am not confident in my silent auction basket assembly skills. And then I’ll be having my own damn wine tasting in my own house this weekend to celebrate after I turn that sucker in.