Like it always seems to do, summer came to a close. Troy and I spent one last lovely summer evening out with the Tuckfields, watching Howard Jones at the Sandy Amphitheater. He was performing along with ABC and Haircut 100, bands I really loved back in the day. What a fun night. I don't think I'm ever going to get sick of Howard Jones. I just love him.
I don't really know why I say it was one last summer evening - it has sure stayed plenty warm and summery. (In fact I'm writing this on the 29th of September, and we had a record high yesterday of 95 degrees.) But it was the last event we enjoyed before the school year began.
Emma started school on Tuesday the 20th. She was pretty excited to not be a freshman any more. I felt like we were really blessed as we were getting her schedule figured out. It was kind of a mess at first, with holes in her schedule and weird stuff she didn't sign up for. Those holes turned out to be a blessing though because before school started the only people the counselors would see were kids with missing classes. If kids just wanted to rearrange things, they had to wait for classes to actually start. Seems kind of dumb to me, but maybe it's just one way to control a very high volume of kids who need schedule changes. And Emma's classes worked out beautifully. She's taking so many music classes - AP music theory, madrigals and orchestra. She probably won't be one of those seniors with spaces open in their schedules but she's so happy to be involved in so much music.
Figuring out her transportation is a little funky this year since I'm now working. Troy takes her Monday - Thursday, and she ends up getting to school pretty early on Mondays since that's the day she doesn't have early morning seminary. She seems fine though. And getting home? Well, she ends up waiting for me quite a bit since I can't get to her for about an hour after school ends. Luckily we are blessed with a very cheerful and patient gal. And besides that, the auditions for the first play of the year happened in only the second week of school, so she's often busy already.
The fall play this year is exciting. East High will be putting on a shorter version of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. I believe the original play is like 5 hours long or something. So yes, it's a school-length show, but what's really exciting about it is that this will be the first production in the state of Utah. I think that's pretty neat. And who will Emma be playing? Thanks to all of her practice with that Scottish accent, she'll be Minerva McGonagall. (And sadly, Dame Maggie Smith passed away just two days ago as I write this - we are extra sad around here.) I'm really looking forward to it.
Something really monumental happened with the start of school this year. It wasn't exactly on the first day - we kind of forgot about our annual first-day-height-measurement tradition this year and got to it a couple of weeks later. But....big news around here. Emma is officially taller than Romney. She's ecstatic. Romney is less joyful.
And Romney and school? Well, that's a longer story. I mean, she did start. In fact, she started on her birthday, the 21st. Which is not unusual. She seems to do that a lot. She is mostly taking art classes at UVU this year, and has been excited about them. What she was not excited about was moving back to Orem. I think it's largely because she had a pretty great summer with work and dating and being with friends and family. She just didn't want to leave. However, she had signed a contract and couldn't get out of it. For a while she toyed with the idea of trying to sell her contract and commuting to and from Orem, but it only took a week or so of school before she realized that that was a way bigger pain than she was ready to deal with.
Finally, she decided to just move down to Orem. It was not a smooth move though - she had gotten a text from her roommates telling her that a girl had just moved into her spot, and no one knew what was going on. Romney tried for a couple of days to get intouch with the leasing office to figure it out, without success, so finally she and I just drove down there. It turns out that the apartment had changed management companies a couple of times and everything was a mess. She was pretty mad....until she found out that she had been moved to a bigger apartment. With only three other girls living in the space meant for eight. Well, FINE, I guess if I HAVE to move then I just HAVE to. Yeah, she's not even sharing a room right now, and she's gotten some space from one particular roommate that was a little challenging for her to live with. So...blessings. Thank you for that weird course of events.
Why the shopping cart, you ask? Because it was in the hallway and we put it to good use, thank you very much! Very handy thing to have lying around.
So the girls are both off on their sophomore years of school. Is Romney home more than she is in Orem? Yes, yes she is. WAY more. But that's okay. She's figuring it out. And Emma is loving her year so far, even if the tenor section in madrigals is a bit unruly at times. That's something we hear about pretty often, along with all of the other good stuff she has going on.
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