This is really a post for my mom.
Hey Mom.
So, today was my first day of school, which I know you know, but not everyone else does and since I’m sharing this with the rest of the world, I thought I should give some background.
I wasn’t really nervous, but I couldn’t sleep last night. It really helped that my husband threw his back out right about the time that we were both planning on going to bed, so we were delayed for an hour while I mocked him worked on his back a little. And then, just as I was falling asleep, I realized that my parking permit was in my mail pile instead of a logical place like in my car or on my windshield where it’s supposed to be (and then I put it on while driving today. Which was both unsafe and a pretty bad idea considering that I didn’t really want it at such a jaunty angle. File that under life lesson, I guess.)
So, I got up really early this morning, and you know how much I love mornings. I showered, got ready and headed out the door to sit in traffic for an hour. Thankfully I gave myself plenty of time, which would be totally unnecessary if people stopped staring at car accidents as they drive by them. I mean, what do they think is going to happen? It’s a car accident, not an art installation. DRIVE YOUR CARS.
Sorry. A little off track.
My first class seems like it’s going to be awesome, which makes up for the second and third class. The sad thing is, I think you’d probably love my third class. It’s all research and appraisal and boring crap like that. I feel about that class the way you feel about geology. Just no.
But I know that you’re really only reading this for one reason and it’s for the coveted first day of school photo. Yes, I remembered, I always remember. I just rarely remember to show them to you. I want you to know that it took me a solid 10 minutes to get a decent picture for you because as it turns out, my photography skills are still leaving a little to be desired.
Hmmm…
Closer…
This will have to do.
But no matter what, it’s already about 100 times better than my first day of school picture last year. It was obviously the camera’s fault.
p.s. Did you see this yet?
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Welcome! I'm Katie, a 28 year old, full-time graduate student who just happened to have brain surgery in November of 2007 to give my ginormous brain a little more space. This blog chronicles my daily life, from relentless headaches to being a doctor's wife. Sit down, get comfortable and stay for a while.
Hilarious!
We had three students this morning: middle school, high school and me, last semester undergrad. It’s a miracle my first day of school picture has my head.
Hi, Katie’s mom!
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I just bought that shirt!!! LoL Crazy! Also? I love that you take 1st day of school pics for your mom!!!
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You are absolutely adorable!!!
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With storm clouds obscuring all horizons today, I needed a good old fashioned belly laugh. Thank you Katie!
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Hi Katie! I thought I would delurk today today and introduce myself. I got sucked into your archive vortex last week before school started (hilarious, by the way) and came across a post from last year when you wrote about starting graduate school and feeling like you were in a completely different place in your life compared to your classmates. Is this still an issue for you?
I ask because I know the feeling intimately. I’m a 26 year old mommy living in sin with my fiance while inching my closer to my, ahem, first bachelor’s degree. Every year when I go back, I feel more out of touch with my classmates than every before. These kids make me feel ancient
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Katie Reply:
August 24th, 2010 at 6:22 am
Hey Chelsie! You know, it’s not an issue most of the time. I have found friends who, yes, are on average 3-5 years younger than me, but it just doesn’t really matter most of the time. I find that I tend to be less apt to go out drinking all weekend, but I’m not sure if that has more to do with my age, my lack of alcohol tolerance or being married, which none of my friends are. The days where I do feel old, it’s usually because I understand something that my classmates don’t, and that’s usually a good thing.
Good luck in school, show all the little 19 year old babies what a mid-twenties lady can do.
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Here’s to a great year! You’re shirt is so cute, by the way.
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