Life is a cabaret.
Tonight, the music department at the high school held a cabaret night. K played with the concert band and there were also performances by the jazz band and the students from the music classes. We sat at tables and there was juice and popcorn and chips. Ice's parents came, as did his uncle who is visiting from Germany.
The performances were good. The munchies were good too until L decided it would be funny to roll up pieces of her serviette and put them in with my popcorn. I, of course, got a piece and had to spit it out, which led to us both laughing so hard we nearly cried, which led to Ice asking if he was going to have to separate us.
It was a fun night.