Friday the 13th

Sorry for the lack of posting lately...between homework, jazz band, wind ensemble, symphony, indoor percussion, and my man being home, I haven't had much time to post. But life's been good. :)

Yesterday, on spooky Friday the 13th, I had a CRAZY day...in an awesome way. Right after school ended, David picked me up and we went to Trolley's house for a jazz band practice. FIRST TIME THE JAZZ BAND HAS EVER GOTTEN TOGETHER OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL. It was SO good! David was there too, playing the lead trumpet part to help the other trumpets and be awesome. That went until 5...and then David and I ran to McDonald's, drove over to the school, ate our deliciously greasy meal in the parking lot, and then I hurried inside for my indoor percussion practice that was supposed to be from 6-9.

WELL. When David and I had first pulled into the school parking lot, we noticed that there was a firetruck around the back of the school with its lights going off. We thought there was like a car fire or something, but everything seemed fine near the band room so I didn't think much of it.

I went inside and IMMEDIATELY one of the kids from indoor asked, "Did you hear what happened???" And I was like no....and they said that seven kids were stuck in the old elevator in our school. AND THEN I found out that those seven kids...were OUR KIDS. Like, four of them were members of percussion and the other three were in indoor cologuard. They had stayed after school and for some reason needed to use the elevator so they all got in it like an hour before practice started and got stuck...and then called 911.

So 6 o'clock rolls around...about the time my percussion practice is supposed to start, and they're STILL not out. And we couldn't start without them cause we were supposed to be learning drill and you can't learn with four of your battery kids missing. So we all just sat around for awhile. Bass drums decided we wanted to have a mini sectional while we waited, so we went into the chorus room and jammed out for awhile. It got to be like 6:43 (haha, Cara ;D) and we still hadn't heard anything from anyone. So I went into the band room and turns out...PRACTICE WAS CANCELLED. Our local firefighters didn't know how to get them out of the elevator (at this point they had been in there for an hour and a half) and so they had to call in people from New Jersey with special equipment to get them out. So we had no practice...bass drums stayed until 7:30 cause we wanted to rep some parts of our music, but then we got to go home! Which meant David time for me. :)

So that was my crazy Friday the 13th...and today's gonna be crazy too. Going over to David's in like an hour, Amy's picking me up from his house at 1:30...then me, her, Steph, and Leslie are all going out to lunch, then I'm going back to David's at four, and then David and I are going out to the Movie Tavern tonight (SO EXCITED! NEVER BEEN THERE BEFORE!) to see Mission Impossible and eat yummy food.

Wooo! Busy life...but I like it that way. :)