Like I'm made of glass.

My three days of hard work on sr 2 has begun.

Today I went shopping for paint and other camp things.

My dad stamped and drilled all my ID tags, then my sister and I put them on strings.

I also drew out and cut out my shields. Then I sanded them down all nice and primed them.

They are about 2 feet in diameter and will be awesome I think.

Tomorrow I will cut and sew the flags for my standards, draw out and start painting my shields, and go buy some more needed supplies. My sister is working on the standards for me, and she will probably work on the stencil for painting the flag. Hopefully I will also get some work done on the poles for the standard, and figure out how to attach the wonderful eagles she made for me.

Monday will probably see continued work on the standards and shields. Also, maybe some extensive wide game prep.

So much to do, and so little time.

However, my family has been an amazing help. I am so relieved to have some of the work taken off my shoulders. It is incredible how nice it is just to have some people willing to help. Even if they only do one thing (they are all doing more than that), things can get done so much faster. Every other time I have directed, I have done most of the preparation myself. Which was maybe kind of a pride thing. You know, I wanted to do everything so that I could take credit for it all, none of this, "actually, so-and-so made that part", no, I wanted to be able to say, "yup, I did it all."

Perhaps I'm just lazier now. But I'd like to think I am more mature or something like that.

Hahaha.

Before I sleep, let me show you this nice cover I heard today. I had never actually heard the song before and I thought it was beautiful. Then my sister said that the original artist was one of the those teeny-bopper, family channel pop stars. I don't know if she actually is, I never looked into it and my sister wasn't sure. She thought maybe she was confusing her with someone else. Nevertheless, it was unfortunate for me to hear that. Usually I avoid those artists like the plague. But, I decided I still like the song. And most of all I think I just like how this guy sings it. I tried to listen to the original, but I couldn't. It was all whiny and airy.

Anyways, the point of this is, don't judge me for the song choice, just listen to the beautiful voice of Alex Goot and know that that is the reason I love this song.