Thursday, November 13, 2008

Football playoffs

My high school band got the chance to travel with the varsity football players to go to Playoffs. My two best friends, Avery, Cassy, and I we were sooo excited. We always wanted to travel with the football players. We got to go Virgin Valley, a two hour drive in a bus. On the way back to Boulder, our bus driver was nice enough to stop for 30 minutes and let us get something to eat. I forgot my converse in the band room and didnt feel like wearing my marching shoes so i decided to just go in my socks. I didnt know that Jack-in-the-box was all the way across the parking lot until we started walking there. Cassy is in l0ve with the bib's of the band uniform, she is always wearing it folded at the waist. She offered to give me a piggy back ride to jack-in-the-box. When I got on her back we fell behind everyone else. She was running through the parking lot trying to catch up with the rest of our group, with me on her back, hollering, "My pants are falling!!!" When we caught up with everyone, we all stopped in the middle of the road and she put me down and said, "Look at my pants!!" We all looked and her pants were around her ankles. She quickly pulled her pants up, then she gave me another piggy back ride and ran into Jack-in-the-box. Some other kids from the band were in there waiting to get their food. When it was my turn to order Jon, a guy in the drum line with me, said, "Can you not read Caitlin?" I looked at him and he pointed to a sign above me on the wall. I looked at the sign and it said, "No shirt, No shoes, No service." Then everyone started to chuckle and started to tease me about it. Luckly the people working didnt notice. :)

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Marching Band

Every time I have to perform in the Marching Band, I'm usually not nervous until about 2 hours before we go onto the field when the teacher and staff go crazy because they are so nervous the cant do anything and everything is going wrong. But then when it's finally time to line up, hearing our school announced, everyone cheering for us, marching onto the track, hearing my family say,"GO BUGGY!!!" That all gives me the chills. I would have to say that is my favorite part. But then when the Drum Major starts counting you off to start playing, i get all these worries swarming in my head saying, i don't know my music, i cant remember where I'm supposed to march first, oh my gosh, i cant do this what am i doing!!! All I do is take a deep breath, look at my mom in the audience, say to myself that i know my music, and i know where I'm supposed to march first. Then when i start to play and march, I relax and have fun.

Whos next to make dad mad

The first time someone made dad mad in the car was in the summer of 2007. We went on a 3 week trip to Yellowstone. One day all 5 of us piled into the pt cruiser. My two older sisters and i were all crazy hyper and loud. My dad and step mom, Cindy, kept telling us to be quiet, but that was the last thing we wanted to be so of course, we were quiet for a couple min, but then something would make us loud again. Finally, not even 15 min away from our camp site, my dad got so frustrated, he slammed on the brakes, turned around in his seat and yelled at the top of his lungs, "SHUT UP!!!!" Then, our lovely sister Brittney, said, "whoa" Amanda and i were trying so hard not to laugh, but then we made eye contact and we just started laughing so hard we couldn't stop. That made our dad even more mad.
The second time that we made our dad mad in the car was when we were going out to dinner. We were all in the truck, Amanda, Brittney, and I were all in the back. Brittney had gotten a metal 7-11 straw a few days ago and she still had it with her. She was teasing Amanda about it, so Amanda grabbed the straw but accidentally let go of it and i flew and hit the window. Since the straw was metal it made a really loud noise that scared the crap out of my dad. He ducked into the steering wheel and screamed "WHAT WAS THAT?!?!?" Amanda, Brittney, and I could hardly answer him without us cracking up.

See son, thats why you dont sit on poles

In band in 8th grade, we went on a 3 day trip to Knotts Berry Farm, Disneyland, and California Adventures. Avery, Karlee, and I were in a group. It was a really hot day so we wanted to get wet so we went on Splash Mountain in Disneyland. We were in the tunnel part of the line. Karlee and Avery were sitting on the railing. There was rock walling behind them, but there was space between the railing and the wall. Karlee leaned back and she said, "Oh Avery you need to lean up against the wall, it's nice and cool." So Avery went to go lean up against the wall but the it was farther away then she thought, so when she began to lean back she missed the wall and fell back and was hanging upside down, hanging on for dear life onto the railing. And was all we heard was Avery say, "Hey you guys, I could use a little help here." She looked like an Opossum with its head tucked in hanging on a railing. Me and Karlee were laughing so hard we could hardly help her up. When we finally got her up, the guy behind us said to his son, "See son, that's why you don't sit on poles."

I'll take a #8 on 'whuw'

One day my dad, two sisters, and I were all going to Overton to work on my grandpa's property and we wanted to go out to eat before, so we decided to go to Port-of-Subs. Everyone knew what they wanted so we ordered right when we got there. When it was my turn to order, i got my usual, a medium #8 on white, but when i was telling the guy making my sandwich what i wanted i couldnt figure out if i wanted white or wheat bread this time, so when i went to say what kind of bread i wanted i stuttered and just said 'whuw'. A combination of wheat and white. The guy behind the counter had a confused look on his face and said, "What kind of bread?" I didn't even know what i was supposed to be saying so I laughed a little and just said white. After we left the store we were all still laughing about it and my dad said that the guy behind the counter gave him a look like, is she autistic?