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LATE!

Since I’m clumsy as all-get-out and tone-deaf I wasn’t in the Bryan Station Defenders Marching Band. Even handing me a pole with a flag at the end would have guaranteed a couple of concussions during the first week of Band Camp. Seriously. I admired them tremendously!

But I married a drummer. Yeah, he’d been a drummer during high school, but he was older, and had turned down a music scholarship at UofL and an offer to tour in favor of a full-time management position with the company he’d been working for part-time.

He hired me after a glance through the kitchen to the front counter about ten minutes before he went on vacation. I suppose he thought I’d look good in orange and brown polyester. No one does.

When he got back from vacation I slammed through the door to the kitchen at my usual fast pace and tumbled him into a stack of five-gallon pickle buckets. Then I promptly spilled an entire gallon of French dressing (who eats that?) near the salad bar. I was sure one or the other would get me fired, but instead it got me asked out after a staff party.

Several years later we got married, and eventually we had kids. Two boys, two drummers. I understood nothing about band, but the Band Director’s definition of “on time” synced with mine no matter what my boys said!

If you’re thirty minutes early you’re early. If you’re fifteen minutes early you’re on time. If you’re on time you’re late. If you’re fifteen minutes late there will be hell to pay.

I must have been a band kid in a previous life. Check out Mama Kat on Thursday to see what everyone else has to say!

“Too Cute to Be Married”

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Michael and I were walking from our car to a restaurant, talking abouts tidbits of nothing much, when we suddenly realized there was someone behind us. Michael said, “Oh, sorry for blocking the sidewalk” and moved to one side, and I moved to the other so a young woman in her mid-to-late twenties could pass us. We’d been walking slow. Even on good days in the Fall I’m pretty stiff and slow. She’d evidently been behind us ever since we’d gotten out of the car, because she said, “You guys are just too cute to be married! You’re so nice to each other I figured you must be out on a date, then I saw your wedding rings. I’ve only been married a year and my husband and I aren’t that nice to each other when we’re alone.” We told her we’d been married nearly thirty years, and she just shook her head, laughed, and walked on. But that comment has stayed with me. Michael and I are nice to each other, and evidently that’s something I’ve been taking for granted!

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We were going to meet another couple for dinner, something we haven’t done in many years. Best of all, it was a woman I’ve “known” from social media for many years, who lives several states away, and her husband. They were passing through Louisville on their way home from Mammoth Cave, and it was a real treat to meet her “in real life” for the first time. She knew my Aunt Beverly, too, and had always assumed she’d get a chance to meet her. So talking about her and her passing was bittersweet.

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Marching Band is over. This year was especially difficult for John and for Michael and me. It was extremely intense, John didn’t enjoy it as much as he has in the past, and his health and grades suffered. The decision about next year is going to be a big one.

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The dogs are still not adjusting well to the time change. When Sam’s stomach says it’s suppertime she starts dancing around and barking, and there’s only so long you can ignore a dancing, barking 100-pound dog before feeding her. Boss doesn’t care as much, but sometimes he’ll howl just to be supportive. Then I’m sure the neighbors even want us to feed them early.

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We totally skipped Halloween this year. We were able to combine Michael’s work day with a side trip to WKU, where John’s band was competing in the State Semi-finals. It was a longer trip than I can tolerate, and when we got home I went straight to bed. Michael set out a bowl of candy, but I think we only had one trick-or-treater. I did wear my Laurie Cabot witch hat to a Nerium get-together a couple of days later, though. I simply couldn’t go a whole year without wearing it!!

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On the way home from WKU we saw a lot of what Michael termed “sin signs” with messages like,”Where will you spend eternity?”. There was one with the first five commandments, and I waited and waited for the second five, but never saw them. Somehow that made the trip feel a bit incomplete!

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I’m so proud of Michael! He actually spoke in front of a small group of strangers about his experience with EHT this week. He’s not into public speaking, and certainly not about his own brain health issues, but he did it. And I suspect he was a bit proud of himself afterwards, too – at least I hope so!

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St. Jude and Being a Band Parent

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I just finished a novena to St. Jude, patron saint of hopeless causes and desperate situations. I do a lot more novenas since I subscribed to Pray More Novenas, which emails the prayer for that day directly to your inbox every day. But St. Jude is one of my personal favorites, since my life the past several years has been chock-full of hopeless causes and desperate situations.

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My friend Julie and I hosted an EHT party at her home last night. It was wonderful, casual, and comfortable – and a couple of people got information about a dietary supplement that may make a huge difference in their lives for about the cost of a soda a day. What made me sad was the people who weren’t there. The people Julie and I had invited personally, assuring them it wasn’t a “come buy stuff” sort of party, but a gathering where real people would share their own experiences with EHT. My husband even went, and talked about how EHT has helped him. I was very proud of him, because public speaking isn’t comfortable for him, especially about personal issues. I just wish We’d been able to talk to more people, who could then spread the word to their friends and family who might need it. If you or someone you know could benefit from a daily supplement that improves brain function (and really, who couldn’t?) email me or leave me a comment and I’ll send you a short (2 minute) video about EHT. It’s important.

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John’s high school marching band will be competing at State this weekend. I’m very proud of him, and of all the kids who have worked so hard since July to make this show the best it can be. I’m not so proud of some of the parents. There is a parent FB page, ostensibly for updates on schedules, etc. But unless you’re part of the “in-crowd” of band parents there is typically no information available until 24 hours or less before an event. But we’ve managed.

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Then this week a parent posted on the page that she was frustrated by a teacher’s refusal to allow her son or daughter extra time on an assignment given while the student was out of class for a band activity. Lots of parents chimed in, and it developed into a very well-rounded discussion of academics, extra-curricular activities, and the physical and mental health of teens. I chimed in several times, and a couple of band parents messaged me privately because their kids were having issues similar to John’s (huge drop in GPA, lack of sleep, poor health, many sick days, and periods of severe anxiety over band). I was excited to finally see something actually helpful on the FB page, and then the entire thread was removed. All that remains is rah-rah posts from the “in-crowd” about how wonderful band is.

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If a parent was using offensive or divisive language I’d have certainly approved of that comment being deleted. But all the posts were calm and obviously VERY carefully worded. So this weekend John will be gone from Friday until Sunday afternoon for a contest at a distance they normally travel to and from in a day. The band will not perform at halftime for the last home football game of the season, and will be under the thumb of the “in-crowd” chaperones all weekend, one of whom called an entire busload of kids “a bunch of losers” when they took Reserve Grand Champions at a contest. And the contest is in a little hick town where there’s nothing for them to do. I just don’t get it.

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I’ve hit a plateau in my weight loss, but I’m still losing inches. I pulled out jeans a size smaller today! After these, I only have one size left. After that I will officially be out of clothes. Which is great, but a bit worrisome since I can’t even afford a trip to Goodwill at this point. But that’s certainly not anything I’m going to lie awake nights worrying about!

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Oh, and I’m having a Jamberry Mystery Hostess party this week, ending on Halloween. That means there are a ton of ways to earn entries, but of course you get the most entries by placing orders and booking parties! And the person whose name I draw gets all the Hostess Benefits from this party, which will include free wraps and other products of your choice as well as other half-off items. The final total depends on the party total! So drop by my website and shop 😀

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