The end is near

Spirit Week culmimates today in School Colors Day. FKHS's colors are green and gold, but the freshmen are supposed to emphasize gold. Mike is sporting a gold face and gold sparkle hair underneath his inside-out Bailey's Irish Cream hat with an eagle patch superglued to the front of it:



He decorated one of Fred's old t-shirts with sparkle paint for the occasion. I was going to do the lettering for him, but I only got as far as the "FKHS" before we decided that puff paint is not the best medium for a girl with a tremor. So he took over from that point and did the rest himself:



I was amazed at his clear printing (handwriting has never been his strong suit) and suggested that perhaps his teachers would let him do all his assignments with puff paint on t-shirts.

In the next 16 hours, I have to: make munchies for my international coffee group and attend said coffee; hit Walmart for last-minute stuff for the band boosters; pick up Mike so that he can get his pants from the tailor and his date's corsage from the florist; make supper; get Mike to the band room and 20 liters of Sprite to the gym; work the concession stand at the game; get Mike home from the game and back to the dance; and then pick him up from the dance at 12:30.

Too bad we have to get up tomorrow to go to Louisville for a cross-country meet. The fun just never stops, does it?