Parents' Weekend

The last Parents Weekend Variety Talent Show I will ever be in. I was talking about the dress rehearsal with Pookie-

Alice: I have to go to rehearsal at seven for the Parent Weekend Variety...Gosh what a long name.
Pookie: Shorten it. Pee-double-you...okay not worth it.



It's never the best LZ show, but it is an LZ show, and I love the cast, and I love not being in charge anymore. Yesterday the show's director called us an hour and half early...not so good for a rowdy bunch of people with nothing to rehearse. We got antsy and started playing Truth or Dare (of all things to be doing in my last quarter of college). Bradley started making up dares about mooning the audience, and for a moment I started to freak out when I remembered I am no longer responsible for anything that happens with LZ. Oh, it felt so good.


Great Things about This Picture: XTian's pits & it's resemblance to the DVD cover of One Tree Hill Season One

Anyway, my dad was here. Doling out grades to all the acts as usual. Saying things like "This musical number? So what? C." and "From joyful to joyless--F."

This morning Pookie made us tiny almond croissants and we had a heated discussion on how we all hated our PE educations.

"Oh, I hated the rope. It's like...here climb this. It's two stories high. There's like...a little mat underneath you. And, I'm like 1) I don't like doing this and 2) If I screw up I'LL DIE. I mean...the mat is really just there to sop up the blood." - My Dad

No More Pencils, No More Books

on the lake with Wizzy, Kay, and Lando Two Summer 2009

I am not required to be in an academic classroom ever again! Although, I'm sure I will be. I feel my future of teaching gurgling up inside me more now than ever. Neither here nor there. I am done with every test, paper, project, portfolio, meeting etc. for the quarter. And next quarter I have no class. No class! I will be taking

-the spring play for credit
-my capstone (independent writing work)

and that's ALL. I will be auditing a gender theory course, but that will have no requirements of me.

I could be cliche and say it seems like just yesterday I took my first college course, and, in some ways it does, but it also feels like it has been a long road from freshman year to my final no-class spring. I am very very happy.

In other news, I have officially accepted my job as head counselor at camp again this summer. I am pleased as punch. I just got the staff list and am ever so thrilled by the group of women I will be working alongside on Lake Michigan. I must remember this moment for the days when I am so sucked into camp I feel like I cannot breathe: I really want to be there. Additionally, Kay, Tacos, G-Bear, and Lando Two will be in the kitchen. Who could ask for anything more?

I can't wait for summer and the Warped Tour.