If I was actually wearing socks, they'd be totally rocked by now.

We really don't do our best work on short notice. Or in the rain, either, once I think about it.
So Friday was Arbor Day. Mm hmm. The madrigal group had to go sing for the Madison/JCM Arbor Day assembly. We found this out Thursday. No time to come up with a fitting tree song.
Friday rolls around and we can see straight away that this was going downhill fast. Lauren was wearing sorts like something stupid, Brandon and Rob were late, Brandon didn't have his chorus shirt, and Jeremy never showed up! Smart Jeremy...
We crossed the line in the cold mist, shivering because we didn't have substantial protective clothing. In the time before this thing began we had enough time to observe how much our parking lot looked like USJ's compared to JCM's. And to notice that some guy was wearing a wooden bow tie. And that those weren't trees, they were shrubs!
Some JCM students finally arrived and the program started with a proclamation about something to do with trees and Arbor Day. Don't ask me what, I was cold and my brain had shut off. Then a girl read a poem about being a tree. But she did it in the Mad Black Woman voice.
We were on after that. We started off okay, but somewhere around the end of verse one Helen started laughing, and when the director starts laughing there's no hope of getting very far. So we stopped and started again. Same thing. I have no idea what was so funny, but it was apparently hilarious. We stopped again. And picked up somewhere in the middle of the song. We made it through without any more mass giggling, but as soon as we finished we tried to run away. But no, we had to stay for the bow tie guy's speech and flag presentation to the principals. Upside-down. Backwards. Upside-down and backwards. And finally upright.
Then we ran away. Quickly. Kevin and Libba looked back and Mrs. Redding was walking behind us, still laughing, even though we all figured we would be crucified by the administration.
And Sarah Johnson is now my hero because she snuck out of school and went home for a necessary purpose.
Nobody could walk past another person from the group for the rest of the day without giggling again.
Fortunately we didn't get into too much trouble in class. Uthe didn't make us do a bunch of theory, but actually sang some pieces from his senior recital and let us play a game at the end of class.
Woo and yay, school let out, and I was looking forward to Beauty and the Beast. Grant and Greg (Cogsworth and Lumierre) were probably the best at interacting with each other and the script. Tiffany did a wonderful job as Belle, and I do not envy Adrianna's costume.
On the theater note, if I had it my way there would be no sound systems, just a properly built theater and actors trained to project well, whether speaking or singing. Plus I think the orchestra would like an orchestra pit, rather than chairs in the corner.
Cross your fingers, I asked Grant if he'd go to Madison's prom with me and I'm supposed to hear back from him soon.