Champs

Yesterday was rainy. So the marching band competition at Logan High School got washed out. I had gone to get some food and drinks at the shopping square nearby leaving the Man and a Half waiting in the car. So it was with a heavy heart and two somewhat heavy grocery bags that I trudge the 3 blocks or so back to the car because they wanted to call it quits and go home rather than sit on wet benches in the cold watching the kids marching to their own music. We had come all this way and if the kids are game enough to march in the cold and wet, we should support them all the more.

But luckily for us, the event was shiifted to the indoor pavilion but there would be no competition. There simply is not enough space for the bands to go through their routines. And to my delight when we heard the announcement over the loud speaker while huddled miserably in the car, the Half Man immediately lept up and said, it's indoor, we can stay. Off we went to join the long line of families making their way to the indoor stadium. While we all waited patiently outside, the school staff and organizers laid tarps to protect the hardwood floor and set up the ticket booths to resume sales. So $34 poorer later, we sat up high warm and dry applauding all the bands who still gave their best. I will post the CalHigh performance soon - they were much better than they have ever been. Next week will be the final competition. I wish I had a webcam - the camera is ok but its zoom is limited and there is no tripod to cut out the shake.

But the time devoted to the band has consequences. Hopefully the grades will be back where they belong beginning week after next. You can do it, girl. Be the champ you are entirely capable of being.