Life as a Seuss-ical Misadventure

My belief in my ability to always do more, plus my admiration for our librarian, Claudia, really got me sunk in it this time. Claudia (who’s basically magic) asked me to help with the library’s annual Dr. Seuss-themed fundraiser. I’d do anything for Claudia—lucky for me, she’s so kind, she’d never need help hiding a body. So of course I said, 'whatever you need,' with full throttle enthusiasm and zero questions asked.

Which is how I found myself with second-degree hot glue gun burns (why do I struggle with adhesive so much?) and glitter embedded in my pores, driving down a rutted road with a box of cupcakes on my lap. My friend, who I’d roped into helping, sat next to me, balancing a bundt cake between her feet and a massive tart in her hands. My niece in the back seat, was doing her best to keep the rest of the fancy desserts from tipping over, while my poor dog was stuffed in the hatchback with twenty-two Yertle the Turtle-themed centerpieces. Life imitating art, right?

Somehow, we made it. Not everything looked as pretty as when we picked it up, but we pulled it off. My niece got her picture in the paper, our dessert dash raised a record amount, and I even got to take home the bundt cake. This misadventure may have had a happy ending, but next time, I think I’ll ask Claudia if she needs help hiding a body instead.

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