Today it was my turn to be Donut Lady. It’s an official title – note the caps. The 3rd week of every odd month, I am Donut Lady. We Donut Ladies, well, there are a few men on the committee, we buy donuts, make coffee, and arrange everything on a lovely table so it looks inviting … making sure to place the DONATION jar way out front in such a fashion that it’s hard to miss. Well, you’d be surprised how many people miss it!
Before you think I’m an unhappy giver, I am happy to donate a few hours to this cause, and like most members, I already donate cash to the Church, but I can’t justify donating $50 worth of donuts on my designated donut day. So, yes. Out comes the DONATION jar, and in my pocket the DONATIONs go afterward. While I could certainly be doing more service-wise, I’m at my limit donut-wise! For one thing, I think the Church should support this ministry, but that’s another story I won’t go into here.
Anyway, this morning I mosy by the neighborhood donut store, buy 5 dozen donuts (bought 6 dozen last time and had some left over, so I bought 5 this time). I didn’t think twice about buying the donuts, because the last few times I was Donut Lady, my Donut Lady Twin didn’t show up. After a few minutes, I realized she wasn’t coming, with or without donuts, so I rushed to the store to buy them.
This time, I show up with my donuts, Donut Lady Twin was already there with her donuts. Not only that, but another gal showed up by mistake with a load of donuts. We were in donut heaven, apparently, or hell. We had enough donuts to give the whole Church an oh-hallelujah-praise-God massive sugar high. We tactfully advised the third gal she should just take her donuts and go on home. Who invited her to this mega-cholesterol donut party anyway???
So, long story short, Donut Lady Twin and I split the dough. The dough in the DONATION jar, that is, which didn’t begin to cover the expenditure for the both of us, but ok, it’s once every other month, and I got something back, so I’m not really complaining … not really. Donut Lady Twin and I now have each other’s phone number, and we can actually call each other ahead of time to see if we’re going, and to decide who brings what. What a great idea!
Until next time,