Once again, last night, I went to ANOTHER concert. This one was Angel #4's Christmas concert and once again, it looked like they had the kindergarteners organizing it. It was held outside in the school yard lawn as usual. The teacher who organized it sang along with the kids, problem was, he was the only one with a microphone, so I spent 2 hours listening to some dumb guy's voice drowning out the voices of a bunch of kids singing their hearts out. It was pretty disappointing. They also couldn't get the lights to work properly and they kept flashing on and off and some lady sitting behind me couldn't understand the concept of personal space and was totally crowding up behind me. She put her BARE FOOT on my purse, people! I kept moving forward and she just kept creeping up behind me, kicking me in the back and bonking me on the head with her bag. But, the best part was when the sprinkler system went off right near the end. Yeah, can you believe it? I can't make stuff like that up. It really made me miss Mrs. McCormick. She was my elementary school music teacher all the while I was growing up and was also my kids music teacher when we lived in Wisconsin. This women taught every grade in 2 different elementary schools, organized the entire Christmas program and had the kids singing beautifully. Mrs. McCormick at her worst would surpass what I went to last night. Next year, I'm just going to stay at home and peel my skin off in 1 inch strips with a butter knife, it'll be more enjoyable.
We have a haunted printer. It's been starting up randomly, which really freaked Jake out the other day. It'll be turned off, but plugged in, and all of a sudden it'll just start humming and buzzing for a minute or two, then turn off again. I unplugged it, so if it starts up now, I'm calling Jay and Grant from Ghost Hunters in to check it out....hopefully they'll bring Steve and Tango along, cause they're just too cute for words.
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