Saturday it was that time again.
The Las Vegas Invitational High School Marching Band Competition (whew, too many caps!).
Silver's HS band did not win or place, AGAIN. It's so frustrating for the kids, and the staff I'm sure, because they've all been working so damn hard, hours of rehearsals several evenings a week, and most Saturdays, too.
Then to see (according to the *motherf'n* judges) no improvement, it's just heartbreaking.
Silver was talking about quitting band, but it was just her frustration talking, because she really loves it.
Except the stress, that she could do without.
Also, as a parent who's financially strapped and who wants to go to college herself, it's important to encourage Silver to continue activities which can net scholarships.
Sad, but true.
This was her third year of competing, and also my third time attending, but for the first time, there were Army recruiters there! They must be desperate...lol!
I did my usual handshake, thank-you thing, and they were appreciative. I shudder to think of some of the parents' reactions to their presence.
Well, that's it for me today, as it has been craptastic (I was both late arriving to work *first time EVAR*, and late leaving. I'm sure I'll hear about it tomorrow, oh well...) and it's time for me to massage Silver, she really needs it and she has another competition tomorrow night (the Half-time Show Review at Sam Boyd Stadium).
Take care, people!