This past Saturday Megan and I shop-sat Mad About Ewes again. It was glorious. Five hours of non-stop talking. It reminded me of the time we drove out to Boston together and didn't turn on the radio once the entire seven hour drive because of all of the talk-talk-talking that was going on. As an added bonus, while Dave was at McDonalds with Henry he picked up two Hello Kitty Happy Meals and two chocolate chip cookies. We each got a Hello Kitty compact that has a mirror that makes half your face look lopsided and a heart-shaped pot filled with lip gloss.
Later that evening Megan, Phoebe, and I met up at Bucknell for the Cavalcade of Champions. We were all pretty excited, but I think Megan beat both of us in terms of sheer anticipation of the event because she was kneeling on her chair, clapping her hands maniacally, and giggling the whole time. Not really, but she might as well have been. The corps that were great were really, really great and the corps that weren't were still pretty decent. There were lots of people tossing around flags and swords and rifles. That aspect of drum corps I usually associate with women but boy there were a lot of cute guys in there as well. In fact, we spent so much time commenting extensively on all the cute guys that I'm certain all of the men who were sitting around us at the show left the stadium burdened with the knowledge that yes, women really are as bad as men, and sometimes we're even worse.
Someone at the show took a lot of pictures and posted them on flickr. Here's the link to the set if you're interested.