The day Krispy Kreme died

Jacob asked me yesterday, "Mom, how come Krispy Kreme closes everywhere you live?". *perplexed frown* "Well Jake, I don't think it's personal."

Frankly, no Krispy Kreme should ever close in a town I live in...my PMS days alone should keep the dang place in business. Let alone cranky days, bored days, shopping days, hungry days, fat days, driving on that side of town days, lost a few pounds days, and any day I decide I've earned it. Which is every day I get out of bed.

To celebrate Krispy Kremes last day in Fresno my sister & I took the kids for one last hit of fluffy, hot, sugary deliciousness. Now let me preface this by stating that I told my sister we could share a half dozen (the kids all had their own bags). Usually I only do two donughts here, I figured three would be a fond farewell. When I arrived at KK my sis had already ordered for all of us because the lines were so stinkin' long for their last day. (Where were these people when KK was deciding whether to stay in business or not. I'd always done my share to support the local fluffy, hot, sugary, deliciousness industy!) Anyways...She informed me that this may be the last KK I may ever eat!!! *gasp...really?* So, yes, I agreed to the Hot & Now dozen! To see how we fared check out the attached pictures. Let's just say that I always pull my weight when doughnuts are involved. When she said, "Look just one left, you may never get this chance again." I knew I couldn't shirk my doughnut duty.

I wanted to throw up all day.

Been there, Done that...

Okay, seriously...didn't I already do this school thing when I was a kid?

When I had kids nobody told me that I was going to have to relive every "first day of school" that I've ever had through my kids! Not only that, but i had to do all the "mom work" too...turning in papers, going to doctors, getting shots (Okay, maybe they did do that, but I had to pay for the ice cream bribes that I thoughtlessly threw out while they screamed like they were having major body parts amputated), let's see...oh yeah, the back to school night, soccer sign ups, school clothes shopping, school supply shopping, stress, worry, and general trauma (again, me...not them). I didn't sleep for two nights. When the day finally came they took off onto the playground the second we hit the school property & NEVER. LOOKED. BACK.! After all of that, not even one longing glance back at mommy. Nope, it was sayonara sister, while I stood at the gate hoping (yes, I really thought this) that no one would play with them so that I'd have an excuse to follow them on to campus to provide comfort. No such luck. As a matter of fact, Jake didn't even want me to walk him to school the next day. My little 6 yr old wanted me to stay home so that he could "Do it himself". *yeah right mister* Why do I have to relive my first day of school drama's (mentally at least), while my children are secure enough to not give it a second thought. Well, hopefully it won't happen every year...hopefully I'll mature enough to be able to deal with the first day jitters. At least by the time they hit high school.