The single photo I took.

I just didn’t take any pics during the party this year!

Oops! And forgot a took a selfie with my frozen margarita!

But that’s it!

As it turned out, it was our least-attended party ever. Disappointing to say the least after all the work and money we put into it.

Everyone was cleared out by 8 and we had soooo much food and drink left over it was exhausting putting it all away at the end of the night.

We’re definitely rethinking the idea of the whole party—but we know for sure if we continue, the waterslide isn’t coming back since barely anyone used it and that’s a huge chunk of money.

Exploding watermelon!

Well this is a new one. I had the watermelon sitting on the dining room table for a few days in preparation for the party. I went to get it today to cut it and saw the entire table was soaked. And then I heard bubbling and gurgling…and I went to roll it over and it exploded and gushed all over. Dripping through the table, puddles on the floor!

Turns out it’s a real thing. Lots of people have been posting videos of this craziness.

The rind was paper thin and was just so bizarre.

Things don’t last like they used to.

So this is happening. Which is actually a good thing—he’s completing a heating element recall we didn’t know about that could prevent future leaking… But he’s only here because the plastic pull handle busted (which of course we are out of warranty by 6 months and costs $250 to replace since it’s the entire door panel). So we’re just gonna pretend the heater replacement recall is costing us $125 (the service call fee).

New grade, new school, new hair!

She’s wanted her hair professionally dyed forever but I’m not gonna drop that amount of money on a kid’s hair…so when I saw an opportunity for a student to do it at lower cost, I figured why not do it as a surprise! She was thrilled!

Taking a secret before photo! I let her wear makeup today!

TA DA!

We also had a talk about how much fun I had hanging out with her today—how much fun she was—without all the sass and attitude and talking back. She agreed. Let’s see if this changes anything…

Dear High School Football Fans

My sentiments, added emojis, and photo—but not my words…

Signed, Band Mom

🚌 A Friendly Seasonal PSA 🚌

🏈 Dear High School Football Fans,

Another season of Friday night lights is upon us. We’re all looking forward to seeing our kids play and perform. We know you’re so excited to see the football team take the field. As marching band fans, we’re excited to see our team take the field, too.

🥁 We’re all here for the same reason: to cheer on our kids and and support our schools and communities. We understand that you’re probably not in the stadium to see the marching band. But when they’re on the field for their halftime show, we ask that you kindly show respect for the band fan sitting next to you and let them listen.

🎵 Music is an auditory experience. They’re probably trying to hear their son or granddaughter or niece or friend play. Talking while that happens is like standing directly and intentionally in the line of vision of a football parent while their child is making a game-winning play.

👏🏻 On the other hand, please DO cheer for the band: clap and yell when they take the field and between songs in their show and after a soloist finishes playing and pretty much anytime they do a formation that looks particularly tricky. These are the band’s equivalent of touchdowns.

💖 Football players work incredibly hard; so do our band kids. They march and practice and play and learn drill and give up summer free time in 90-degree heat to get their “game” ready, too. There’s no “marching band madness” coverage to balance out “football frenzy” on the 11 o’clock news, and the local newspaper probably didn’t give a run-down of their show and who’s on their roster and what they’re expecting from the season. The halftime show IS their big moment.

💯 And all those formations the football team puts together on the field? The marching band has them, too. But instead of trying to make them work with eleven team members at one time, the band has to do it with 50 or 100 or more players all at once. This sounds tricky because it is.

At most high schools, members of the football team are lauded and applauded and respected and admired, which is great for them. But at a lot of those same schools, members of the marching band are made fun of. They do marching band anyway because they love it and want to be part of something bigger than themselves. The halftime show is their chance, for a few minutes, to be encouraged and cheered on.

And one more thing: if you see a marching band member after the game, tell them, “Great show tonight.”

🥰 Appreciatively,
Marching Band Fans Everywhere

(Written by Elizabeth Spencer/Guilty Chocoholic Mama)