rehearsals and school

All I do are rehearsals and school!

Gone are the days of chillin' with my boo.

Thinking of work makes me want to hurl.

I wish I could stay at home with my two girls.

You like, no?

So I work all day, come home for an hour, and go to rehearsals. Between the three church groups and another orchestra rehearsal I am running a little ragged. However there was one bright spot in my school day....

It all began in the low brass... (que the Wane's World do-do-do-do do-do-do-do)

I'm working with my five tubas in there and one kiddo has a BIG bandage on his thumb. It was completely wrapped with gauze and everything. Now I was in the middle of my lesson when I noticed, so I stopped mid sentence to say 'What happened? Can you play ok today?'- because, as you know, I am a kind and caring person.

The student replies 'I had an accident'

'What happened'

'I was cooking and cut it'

'What were you cutting'

(long pause)

... 'the cheese'.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Man- nothing gets a group of middle school kids (and myself) laughing harder that a fart reference! Who knows what joy will bring tomorrow!