Here are a list of things I did on Saturday that I don’t normally do:
- Glued peacock feathers to a head band
- Filed my nails and put on clear lacquer
- Put on make up and curled my hair (actually, I had my dear friend Monica do this for me, as I’m completely hopeless at it)
- Wore panty hose and high heels
- Posed for photos
- Hired a babysitter
- Drank Vodka
At long last, it was auction time! The fundraising auction for Nora’s school was finally here.
The evening was divided into silent auction, dinner, dance performance by the Body Vox dancers, the live auction and dancing.
Ben and I agreed not to buy anything, but once we got there, we realized the starting bid prices at the silent auction were quite reasonable. However, I was outbid on everything in the end. Happily, the items I placed in the silent auction both sold — the knitted elephant and hand-spinning lessons.
Dinner was catered by one of my favorite local bistros: Carafe. The chef/owner, Pascal Sauton, is a parent at our school. He was also the reason I wished I was rich — one item up for bid at the live auction was for Pascal to come to your house and give you cooking lessons. In his words (and French accent), “I’ll come to your house, mess up your keetchen, drain your liquor cabinet and then leave.” But he was only teasing. His item brought in around $2800, so he offered a second one and sold it to the back-up bidder for the same amount. Ce n’est pas mal.
Speaking of dollars raised, our class project brought in $750! Not as much as Pascal, but, you can’t eat it, after all. I was delighted — I’d been hoping for $500.
The sale of the rug was the final event of the evening for us. It was around 10:30, which is several hours past our bedtime. The others partied on long, long into the night.