Once I got Gabe onto the bus, I headed over to LINKS to sit in on a parent's workshop. Let me tell you...parents can come up with some interesting questions. For the most part, they just want to know the stuff their kids don't think to tell them. A Marine not thinking to volunteer information - go figure! I'm hoping that if I do enough observing, some of the other ladies' wonderful presenting skills will rub off on me. I'll have to let everyone know how that goes.
Once I got home, I got to talk to Ben for a little while. We've been having the worst luck lately as far as phone calls go. He tries to call every few days, but the phone lines have been down a lot in the past week or so. He actually tried calling this morning, but I was already gone. When we finally managed to catch each other, the phone lines went dead less than five minutes into the conversation. Luckily he was able to call back, and we got to talk a little longer than five minutes.
Taryn had her final band concert of the year this evening (she's the second kid from the left):
I probably would have enjoyed it more had I not misplaced my keys. When we first got there, we chose to sit relatively close to the band, but at the top of the bleachers. I couldn't get the regular lens on the camera to work right (I later discovered there was something jammed and it was an easy fix), so we moved farther away so I could use the telephoto lens. I heard my keys fall onto the bleachers, but Gabe took off when I said we needed to move and I forgot to pick them up with the rest of my stuff. When I realized that, I went to get them - and they were nowhere to be found. The realization had struck a couple songs into the concert, so I had to sit and stew a while before people cleared out so I could go look again. Turned out that someone had picked them up and given them to the principal. Another crisis averted...lol.
And now, it is well beyond my bedtime. So, I bid you all a fond farewell until day 86...
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