I think one of the best things about being married to a high school principal is being able to attend all the events with my husband. These past few months I have been to volleyball games, basketball games, school plays, pep assemblies, football games, parent-teacher conferences, and probably other events I'm forgetting at the moment. I think of all the events I've attended, this past weekend takes the cake!
Saturday morning we went to the District Wrestling meet in Hershey, NE. This is a first for both of us. We have been to a handful of wrestling meets and duals this year - something neither of us experienced before. We really don't know how points are scored, although we figured out pretty quickly that it doesn't matter if you are ahead or beind, if you are pinned, you lose. But back points, reversals, escapes - these are all wrestling terms we don't know. All this said, we have had a blast watching wrestling this year.
First off, the crowd is unique. We love to people watch and these meets have proven to be great places to people watch. Imagine walking into a huge high school gym filled with people on both sides of bleacher. In the middle on the floor are three large wrestling mats. Parents are yelling, coaches are on their feet shouting instruction or encouragement to their wrestler, cheerleaders are sitting cross-legged on the floor chanting cheers, and photographers line the mats ready to capture that perfect shot. Now imagine that times three as this action takes place on three mats. This past weekend determined if someone went to state. The tension and excitement was almost too much to handle at times. On more than one occasion I found I couldn't keep up as I tried to take in all the action going on at the same time. In the end, all the eruptions of cheers and disappointed wrestlers left me exhausted and ready to go home.
After a quick nap, we found ourselves getting ready for the Winter Royalty dance. Other than my Jr. & Sr. Prom, I never attended any other high school dance. I didn't have a date to either prom and I wore the same dress both years. Are you feeling sorry for me yet?
The dance was a blast. Loud music, bright colored and disco lights, and all the students decked out in their best dresses! I loved seeing all the fabulous shoes, which immediately came off as soon as the girls entered the room. All that time and money to find the perfect shoes, and they didn't last past the front door. I even had a chance to dance the last two slow songs with my husband. It was fun!
One small town observance with this all: You know you live in a small town and everyone goes shopping at the same one or two places when you see the same three dresses on more than one girl at the dance.
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