The head and butt of the class, but I got to fly.

Enter another age of insane busyness (the first time I typed that I substituted the y for an i but that’s a whole other word. I love English). The school at the church is finishing up this week and I’m involved with the end of the year play, the preschool graduation, and the high school graduation. Last night was preschool graduation. I understand needing practices like every day for two weeks. They are 5 so you can’t expect them to get it on the first run through. They had like 3 songs plus counting to 25 and reciting the 10 commandments in order. I’ll stop right there because that’s enough. I mean really can you recite the 10 commandments in order? Yeah which comes first don’t murder or honor your parents?

What I don’t get it the high school graduation having like a million rehearsals. There is one graduating senior this year. Just one! When I graduated we had over 500 graduating seniors and we had one rehearsal the morning of. No one got confused and walked the wrong way. There was no idiot that threw his hat into the air during the valedictorian speech, and I graduated with a few big time morons. The whole thing went very smooth with just the one dry run and it was great. Why do we need 5 dummy runs (sounds like Buster drank the water down in Mexico) for a single graduate? Also why is he giving the valedictorian speech? Ok, I get that he is the top of his class, but he is also the bottom. Yeah just let him give a speech but you don’t have to call it a valedictorian speech. It can’t really even be called a typical valedictorian address because they are supposed to speak to the class. If he follows this pattern he’ll be up on stage addressing himself, which is weird even for me.

Anyways, I do have some good news to share. I got to fly yesterday. It was a lot of fun but the harness wasn’t quite tight enough on the one side and it pinched into my leg in a very tender spot. I was wearing my Superman shirt (I say that like I don’t have more than one) so that made it even more frigintastic. They use to do an annual Easter production at the church and for the finale of several of the productions Jesus would ascend into Heaven. This was accomplished through a harness under the white robes and a cable winch mounted at the top of the vaulted ceiling. It is very high up. I have a 16 foot step ladder and even on the top not a step I come a few feet short of the top of the building and I can reach 8 feet up. Anyways I needed to get to the top and I didn’t want to get the massive ladder we use to get that high. It is scary and un believably heavy. It is solid wood and starts at 16 foot (actually it’s a foot or so taller than the 16 footer) then there is another ladder that extends from the middle of this one that can go up another 10 feet or so. I hate climbing on that because it moves while you are on it.

To avoid getting on the big ladder I used the winch that had been left in place. I flew up to where I needed to be and did most of what I needed to do but then found I couldn’t reach over far enough for the last bit so I had to get the big ladder out. Still I got to fly so I’m ok with that. Then again I saw how they had the winch secured and I got more than a little nervous. I really don’t like that they don’t do things correctly around this church. Well they didn’t, but now I’m going back through and fixing things as best as I can. That keeps me pretty freakin busy without going to a million rehearsals for a high school graduation.