Or a really nice weekend.
Last night my daughter was hanging out with her friends so my hubby and I went out to dinner. It is so nice not having to worry about how the kids are going to eat. I've decided a while ago that come Fridays I am not cooking. I'll put in a take-n-bake pizza, but that's the extent of my Friday cooking. We enjoyed an enjoyable night out - good food and drink and wonderful company.
Today we decided to go to our college's football game. I forgot that it was homecoming, and our graduating years were part of the homecoming festivities. We got to the game at half time and walked to the alumni area. Within a few seconds, I hear my name called and see a couple of gals I haven't seen in years! Oh how fun it was to see these gals. We exchange Christmas cards but that's about all the communication I've had with them. And how pathetic, one of them lives in town here with me. I spent the entire time chatting with them. My dear hubby went to watch a bit of the game. I have the local gal's email and really hope to rekindle a friendship with her.
I can't believe it's been just over 25 years since I graduated from college. Oh my. I'm getting old. But, my friend is my age and has kids that are just starting school where mine are just finishing. I like the just finishing school kids better. Next year at this time I will be an empty nester; and I'm OK with that. Actually, I'm kind of excited about that.
Our plans for tomorrow are to get to church then go to the traveling Vietnam Memorial that is in our city. I never really liked history, but I sure do want to see this memorial because I am extremely patriotic and very military supportive. My Dad was Air Force so anything that has to do with the military defaults as near and dear to me.
To top it all off, we have have great sunny weather. So with it being only Saturday night, I'm still predicting this to be a great weekend.
How has your weekend been panning out?
Showing posts with label College. Show all posts
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Saturday, October 5, 2013
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
And then there was one.
I now only have one child at home. We dropped one off at college and now it's just the three of us.
I did exceptionally well, I must say, controlling my tears. (I am a weeper! I carry this family in the emotional area of tears since I tend to be the only one equipped with them.)
I took a few days off from work, we loaded, and I mean LOADED, up the car and headed off to take my son to college and then look at a couple of other schools for my daughter. Dropping him off brought back so many memories of my college life. So many fun times. So many hard times, too. But all a part of the transition from the comforts of home to eventually being out on my own. I loved college and am excited for my kids to experience all college life has to offer. I met my best girlfriend at school and of course the best part was meeting my husband. We are about to hit our 24th wedding anniversary. At 25 years we will be empty nesters!
Back to current events. We got him unloaded, bed made, and off to the bookstore to pick up shirts and sweatshirts. We barely saw him after that. He got his books and took off. We made our purchases and walked the campus. Beautiful school with amazing views. Met up with him back in his room to say good-bye and we were off for a three hour drive to visit a school for my daughter.
No tears!
Next morning up and out to meet with the admissions counselor and walk the grounds of potential school #1. Another beautiful campus. I really liked the school and felt it was a perfect fit for my daughter but wanted to hear her thoughts. She was feeling the same.
Back in the car for a two hour drive to visit potential school #2. A much bigger university, 14,000 students versus 1,000 from the school we just came from. Very good school, another beautiful campus in a wonderful town. I didn't get the personal vibe like the first. My daughter liked it but felt it was quite large. If she pursues the major she is currently thinking she wants to do, then school #1 would be the best fit - and she thinks so too.
Back in the car for the last one hour drive back to the town my son is in.
Up the next morning to go to convocation for the freshmen and see him for the last time until, most likely, Christmas break. We said our good-byes and prayed over him. He told us he is looking forward to us leaving (brat :)) and my last "I love you" was a bit raspy from holding back a few tears as I got in the car. But that was all.
I am comforted knowing this is the school I believe God chose for him to attend. We drove the five hours home, picked up our dogs, ordered a pizza and began to settle in as a family of three.
I did exceptionally well, I must say, controlling my tears. (I am a weeper! I carry this family in the emotional area of tears since I tend to be the only one equipped with them.)
I took a few days off from work, we loaded, and I mean LOADED, up the car and headed off to take my son to college and then look at a couple of other schools for my daughter. Dropping him off brought back so many memories of my college life. So many fun times. So many hard times, too. But all a part of the transition from the comforts of home to eventually being out on my own. I loved college and am excited for my kids to experience all college life has to offer. I met my best girlfriend at school and of course the best part was meeting my husband. We are about to hit our 24th wedding anniversary. At 25 years we will be empty nesters!
Back to current events. We got him unloaded, bed made, and off to the bookstore to pick up shirts and sweatshirts. We barely saw him after that. He got his books and took off. We made our purchases and walked the campus. Beautiful school with amazing views. Met up with him back in his room to say good-bye and we were off for a three hour drive to visit a school for my daughter.
No tears!
Next morning up and out to meet with the admissions counselor and walk the grounds of potential school #1. Another beautiful campus. I really liked the school and felt it was a perfect fit for my daughter but wanted to hear her thoughts. She was feeling the same.
Back in the car for a two hour drive to visit potential school #2. A much bigger university, 14,000 students versus 1,000 from the school we just came from. Very good school, another beautiful campus in a wonderful town. I didn't get the personal vibe like the first. My daughter liked it but felt it was quite large. If she pursues the major she is currently thinking she wants to do, then school #1 would be the best fit - and she thinks so too.
Back in the car for the last one hour drive back to the town my son is in.
Up the next morning to go to convocation for the freshmen and see him for the last time until, most likely, Christmas break. We said our good-byes and prayed over him. He told us he is looking forward to us leaving (brat :)) and my last "I love you" was a bit raspy from holding back a few tears as I got in the car. But that was all.
I am comforted knowing this is the school I believe God chose for him to attend. We drove the five hours home, picked up our dogs, ordered a pizza and began to settle in as a family of three.
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