I said I wouldn't be back till Monday...maybe Sunday. So I lied. It's Saturday and incase I start losing my mind it is probably because my brain got suffocated somewhere between a can of Aqua Net and a can of Suave 10 mega hold spray-- from bunning all the hair of these crazy chicks dressed in white.
The white outfits, well that's a story for Monday. Or Sunday. All depends.
Princess A is joining me in the chamber of hair spray suffocation and in the spectator section. D would rather stay home than endure hours of bands while contracting bleacher bootie...kid doesn't get it after all these years.
So I part for a turf field calling our band and a trophy somewhere out there begging to be in the hands of a Flyer.