Teenager Economics

This is a random RHS cheerleader pic I found on google images.
But I'm pretty sure my favorite cheerleader is the girl in the back right.
Are they adorable or what? xoxoxo

I just spent $5 to get into a Roosevelt High School basketball game to deliver $15 to my daughter who has a $30 public library bill due to go to a collection agency soon. I should have been able to get into the game with my $80 season pass, but we lost it, and so I've chalked that up to putting us into major donor status with the RHS booster club. For whom I recently volunteered in the RHS concession stand. I thought it was cool that I mastered the popcorn machine until the 10-year-old son of another mother mastered it better than me. I paid $5 to get into that game too, just so I could report to concession stand duty and get one-upped by a 5th grader. I kept telling myself that working consessions was an innovative way to network. "So where do you work?" I kept asking other mothers as we sold skittles and walking tacos. A question which experience tells me inevitably leads to a conversation on the topic of rampant job dissatisfaction. Irrelevant to this post, but just saying.

Anyway...

It paid off. I mean, the networking. Not so much professionally, but from a parental standpoint. Because my teenage daughter keeps wanting to hang out with her friends instead of stay home with us. Even on Friday nights! It's uncomfortable, because you always want your babies close to you. But at least I've met some of her friends and some of their mothers, and so it helps.

There was a lot of energy tonight at the RHS gym. The varsity boys were just starting up and the pep band finally got showed up tonight. My goodness, this school has a reputation for it's music and vocal arts program and there's been no dang pep band! So it was great to hear them tonight although they don't seem to be your usual pep band, playing "Louie Louie" and assorted Beatles songs. (I love pep band songs. I keep harassing my girl that the cheerleaders need to come up with little dances to go with the songs. Not that  I have strong feelings about it.) The RHS pep band seems to feature bass and electric guitars so you can't easily tell if it's a pep band or a recording. Tonight they played, "Hell's Bells." If that's not a nightmare song from my high school years, but that's another story. ACDC songs seem to be big among RHS varsity sports. They liked to play "Back in Black" during the football game warm ups. It felt so been-there-done-that to me, but the kids thought it was really cool, including my 7th grader. I'm just a lowly parent.

So tonight, after the $5 admission fee I realized there was nowhere for this parent to sit -- and I kind of wanted to stay for a while because there was a lot of energy in that gym, I mean, the whole RHS student section was full of students wearing onesie pajamas. Yes, you read me right. An entire bleacher section of grown children in adult-sized, onesie pajamas standing up in full chant of hell's bells. It's called school spirit, people. And I was feeling it too, but since there was no where to sit, I did my one important thing and then returned home.

My one important thing: I marched right up to the cheerleader section, found my favorite girl, pulled her aside, gave her the money, and reminded her that I had my cell phone with me at all times and that she could call me whenever she wanted to. No matter what.

That's all.

How much did all that cost?

Thanks for coming to the Charmer blog. I wish you all a lovely weekend.

With love, T