Hey you all, don't bother getting up when the alarm goes off. You just keep on sleeping. I wouldn't dare want to ask any of you to wake with M and I--really 430am is absurd in itself...for marching band no less.
Family in case you are wondering why your laundery isn't folded in your drawers and there isn't a four course meal on the table tonight, it's because I am dragging my weary bones to the bed after a long day of competition.
Don't make finals I'll see you bed at 6pm. Make finals I'll see you bed at midnight.
Making finals would be nice.
I suppose a nap on a school bus is a possible thing. It may turn out to be the method to survival...if the kids make BOA finals.
Only time will tell.