7 Quick Takes
Marching Band is over for the year. Â Eastern High School took eighth in the state in 5A, and after seeing the bands competing in Semi-Finals I know they can be completely proud of their performance! Â It’s amazing what talented and creative high school marching bands are doing these days – some shows were literally jaw-dropping.
Next up on John’s social calendar is Homecoming this weekend. Â He has a date with a girl in the band, and we’re still working out all the final details. Â I ordered a wrist corsage from my favorite florist after John showed me pictures on Facebook of her dress and shoes, but, being fourteen-year-olds, they are still trying to figure out a way to go out to dinner and then to a dance without publicly acknowledging either of them has parents. Â These “in high school but can’t drive yet” years are tough on teens and parents alike.
Here’s John’s Halloween costume. Â I thought at fourteen he wouldn’t want to dress up, but they encouraged it at school. Â He wanted to go trick-or-treating with some friends, but with the high winds, pouring rain, and a tornado watch we vetoed that plan. Â A middle-schooler was killed by a falling tree in similar weather conditions only about a block away a few months ago, so we chose the loud sighs of a disappointed teen rather than worrying over his safety. Â I wish we would have done what surrounding cities did and just moved the official “trick-or-treat night” to tomorrow. Â I love dressing up as a witch and handing out candy to all the cute kids.
For those of you didn’t know (like me) he is “Jacket”, a character in some computer game that wears a letter jacket and has various animal faces. Â It was just a happy coincidence that we had Michael’s “C” for Central letter and found a nice Chicken mask 🙂 Â He said the chicken mask at school was a real “babe magnet”. Â Really. Â I can’t make this stuff up.
John went with me to one of my chiropractor visits this week, and after we got home he hugged me and said, “I’m glad that makes you feel better, but seeing him do that to you scared the crap out of me.” Â Sweet boy!
My best friend texted to tell me she’d heard suggested on a radio show that you should group your books on the shelves by color. Â She had to let me know just to torment me. Â I couldn’t sleep at night if my books were not arranged chronologically by author, and the one time she suggested I take all the dust jackets off for a “new look” I behaved as if she’d suggested I flay the skin from my children. Â Bibliophiles take that sort of thing very seriously.
I went to my final appointment with my Internal Medicine physician before he retires at the end of the year, which was sad for me since I’ve been seeing him for twenty years. Â He’s actually just sixty-two, so he said the next day he was going online to try to get insurance through the Affordable Care Act. Â I thought I would swallow my tongue! Â I wished him luck and got copies of my records, since even if he changes his mind about retiring I’ll have to switch docs because of the very-limited-provider, very-high-deductible insurance that will be my best of two lousy options come January.
By the time you read this NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) will be underway. Â Fifty thousand words in thirty days. Â I’ve done it once before, and by golly, I’m going to do it again. Â So if you see me frittering my time away on Twitter or Facebook please remind me I have writing to do!
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