The pre-Christmas craziness has struck. And I'm not talking about presents and cards and all that. That can actually wait.
I'm talking about all the extra activities. Specifically, concerts. Here's what we're looking at, off the top of my head:
Tonight is the middle school concert; tomorrow is my singing group's family and friends concert; Saturday isn't just my birthday,* it's also my son's Freshman vocal concert; Sunday is his Freshman orchestra; next Tuesday he's playing with the middle school orchestra as the grand old man of cello.
This is of course in addition to the usual choir rehearsals, voice lessons, cello lessons, cello choir, plus dress rehearsals OMG do we have the concert clothes ready? Blah blah blah BLAH.
It's enough to drive me to drink. Luckily, I like to drink, so there's plenty to choose from, and I had already factored in some drinking time, so I'm not actually wasting any valuable concert time.
* You know I had to slip that one in, right?