If Only I Had A Money Tree

I made it through financials night alive. And pretty happy, I must say. I mean, relatively, of course. Who can say that they are truly HAPPY that they just dropped almost five bills on uniforms in one night? Well, I'll tell you - somebody who would have had to pay double that for new ones, that's who.

The whole garage sale was as predicted. Luckily for us newbies, they showed us what all of the uniforms we would need looked like in the meeting before. She gave us the price list again. Reiterated the rules. And after that, we hoofed it over to the sale. All the women speed-walking as nonchalantly as they possibly could so that they didn't give that scent of desperation off to the other moms. You don't want the others to think that you have to buy used, natch. I, on the other hand, was not quite that subtle. Grammie had graciously volunteered to spring for anything we could find at the used sale, so I was at that door and ready to go. What? You aren't sure if you're holding that for someone else? Can I wait? NO - MOVE ON TO THE NEXT TABLE, K. I think my heart was even racing at the sport of it all at one point. OH NO! If we talk too long to Girl X, we will miss out on whatever Girl Y is selling. HA! Looking back, I probably had that wide-eyed, about to be hit by a truck kind of look. Whatever we did must have paid off. We ended up with both uniforms, both bodyliners (which are not, incidentally, leotards like I had supposed last week), warm-ups, rain coat, jersey, and even an extra couple of goodies that good-ole-Grammie thought that K must have.

We also received our first fundraising packets. To avoid clutter on this super-entertaining part of my blog, you can find all of that interesting information about the totally necessary products that you must have on the link above where it says "current Cheer Mom fundraisers." I know, I know - how did I ever come up with that page name? It IS a gift.

And also - I made it into the carpool. BIG SCORE. Aside from the increasingly panicky feeling that I was going to struggle every single Wednesday trying to get her to another city (yes, it's only Bulverde...), I have not reached that overly-involved Cheer Mom status where I WANT to sit and watch every practice. I really only like watching the ones where the girls do flips. And even then, I get bored after about thirty minutes. I guess that makes me still a fledgling Cheer Mom. Maybe that will change. I doubt it. But maybe. Look for tomorrow's post regarding whether or not I survived my first carpool driving experience with four cheerleaders in the car.

Current mood: satisfied and eager

I have FIVE followers now! I am so excited. My followership is growing. Yes, I am fully aware that I just invented that word.