Saturday, May 28, 2011

Seven Quick Saturday takes

Here I go being delinquent again.

1. Today is my parents' 25th anniversary. They are leaving around noon and staying left for about 50 hours. Which means that we are eating a lot of frozen pizza this weekend.

2. Andrea and Teresa and I actually used to have a thing going where Mom and Dad would go out for the evening and we'd drag her high chair into the living room, give her and get ourselves some pizza, and put on a kid-friendly movie.

For some reason we don't do that anymore. Maybe because she outgrew the high chair.

3. Yesterday, Mom found Teresa holding a cup of water standing in her bedroom with two large splashes of water on the floor. Teresa was trying to crawl under the bed and get the cat. As Mom hauled her down the stairs, she complained that she was trying to find Tammy because "I was trying to baptize the cat!"

I think I have been shirking my godmother duties.

On the other hand, she does know that you have to splash the cat three times to baptize her.

4. Teresa is old enough now to play with Barbies. (So Andrea and I feel vindicated in our insistence that the Barbies not get thrown away once we got too old to play with them.) Daddy has instituted a rule that "only sisters play with Barbies." (That's what Teresa tells me.) I wonder if Daddy has a rule about My Little Ponies. (Those she inherited from a friend of a friend, not us. I prefer Grand Champion model horses. Of course, I prefer them so much that I won't let Teresa play with my collection until she outgrows throwing her toys across the room when she's annoyed.)

5. Teresa has started saying "May you?" when she wants us to do something. (A logical extension of "May I?") Like, "May you please be quiet?" It's so cute it almost makes up for the fact that she's started calling people "poo-thing." (Like, "Shut up, poo-fing!") Actually, that's cute too. I need to work on not laughing when she starts calling names.

6. I am getting sick of tornado warnings. Especially because we don't have a basement, so we all have to go to the downstairs half-bath. I like my family, but I'd prefer not to like them in such close proximity.

7. Now I'm going to go play some Sims or something before I have to be in charge.

Visit Jen for more quick takes.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

The rules apply selectively

[while waiting in the car while Mom went into the bank]

Teresa: "Your face is a butt."

[while driving to our storage unit, talking about how we're NOT getting the tiny plastic slide out of storage]

Me: "Teresa, your butt won't fit on it!"

Teresa: "MEGAN. You should say 'bottom.'"

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

I'm having a sundae cone for breakfast while I type this one-handed

I have loved sundae cones with a deep, passionate love since I was a very small child. I used to buy them from the ice cream truck; in my world they were the only frozen confection worth $2-3.

Then one day when I was not more than 9 or 10 years old (my mother verifies this figure) I realized that you could spend $5 at Aldi and get a box containing 6 (SIX!) sundae cones. Being a girl of very little allowance, I immediately jumped upon the opportunity. For the next long while (possibly years, but I don't remember clearly) whenever we heard the ice cream truck I would just go on reading my book or whatever I was doing, because I knew I had a stash of my favorite frozen confection waiting for me in the freezer.

My mother, reflecting upon this episode yesterday, says that was one of the things that made her realize I was a highly unusual child.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Seven Quick Monday Takes: Graduation Edition

The trick was actually finding my camera's upload cable.

1. I have a couple of hilarious pictures of my roommate wearing a friend's graduation gown. My roommate, you see, is about 5'4". Our friend is 6'3". (Said friend is a woman, and hates it when random strangers walk up to her and say, "Wow, you're really tall." [I told her that she should respond to that with, "Wow, you're really stupid."])

Anyway. I am not posting a hilarious picture of my roommate looking like a small child because she hasn't consented to having her likeness plastered across the internet.



2. I think I look like an idiot in this picture, but the other one was blurry. (The yellow cord is for graduating with honors [i.e. a GPA of 3.5 or above] and the green was for graduating with Honors [i.e. having slogged through four years of the Great Books Program].) Grace had yellow cords and then some other cords for a Greek letter honors society that requires you to submit an application. I am not a fan of applying for things unless I have to, so I only had these cords.










3. I decided to wear my hair loose instead of in a braid or some such thing. I had this idea that it would look long and flowing and pretty. I forgot I was wearing a hood. I think it looks kind of dumb with the hood, but I left it that way anyway. In this picture it also looks weirdly colored. I promise my hair is not really greenish.













4. An even lower-quality picture which I took to illustrate how I had half my personal belongings (or so it seemed) hung on a lanyard around my neck. Women's dresses really should come with pockets. I should really have turned the flash off and taken another picture, but it was about 5 minutes until we were supposed to report to the J.C. and I had just taken off my cap, hood, and honors cord so I could take this picture for you, dear blog readers.

You can't really tell, but I have my student ID, my room key, and my cell phone all interconnected and dangling. (I didn't turn my ID carrier around on purpose, but now it occurs to me that it's a good thing I didn't have to edit this picture to remove my last name and student ID number.)







5. This is what we got when we walked across the stage. (Clicking on the picture should enlarge, but I make no promises.)












7. My very own $100,000 piece of paper. The large black mark over my last name is from Paint; I did not actually mark on my real diploma. :) Please notice the teeny-tiny Summa Cum Laude sticker and the also teeny-tiny Honors sticker.








7. So now I'm home. I really do have some idea of what I'm doing next, but nothing is really finalized yet and it's definitely not yet bloggable. I'll keep all three of you posted, promise.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Home

Will update more thoroughly once I find my camera.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Done

I turned in my last final about an hour and a half ago.

Which means that now there's nothing between me and figuring out what I'm doing after graduation.

Oops.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

In which you don't actually find out that much about me

Jane tagged me in this, and of course I feel exactly the same shade of flattered as I always do when I get tagged. So without further ado...

If you could go back in time and relive one moment, what would it be?

Well, there was this one moment at this year's Easter Vigil, after they turned the lights off but before we lit our candles...and God and I had a little conversation during the course of which I understood for a fleeting moment that I'm beautiful.

*cough* Okay, moving on.

If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?

Are we assuming that I've been granted omniscience and can actually understand the consequences of me messing with the universe? Honestly, I have a hard time even getting my head into that. Either I'd do something insignificant like not being impatient in X instance, or I'd do something big like Jane preventing the fall of the angels. Except then what do you do with O happy fault and all that? My almost-complete theology degree is not adequate for this question.

What movie/TV character do you most resemble in personality?

The first character (and upon reflection, the only character) that leapt to mind was Tifa Lockhart as she is in Advent Children. Scott thinks I'm Aerith, though.

Scott's 100% Simon Tam, but I'm way too melancholic to be Kaylee.

The mind-blowing levels of geekiness in that answer should make the Internet think twice before it asks me about TV again.

If you could push one person off a cliff and get away with it, who would it be?

Are we assuming this person survives? If we live in a magical world where people can fall off cliffs with impunity, I'd probably push random people off cliffs just for laughs.

Name one habit you want to change in yourself.

Writing blog posts when I should be putting away laundry. :) (Seriously, it generally takes me a couple hours from start to finish to fold a load of laundry. Folding laundry is boring.)

Describe yourself in one word.

"She's terse. I can be terse. Once in flight school I was laconic."

Describe the person who named you in this meme in one word.

Intuitive. :)

Why do you blog? Answer in one sentence.

I blog so I don't have to put away my laundry.

Name at least 3 people to send this meme to, and then inform them.

I love being tagged, but I'm shy about tagging people. So I'll be safe and tag my mom and Scott. Then I'll be wild and tag Melanie B.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

You know that awesome family tree I was making?

My computer started having some virus issues last night and so far is basically unusable, despite me being on the phone with my dad for about 2 hours trying to fix it. So for now I'm making do with my roommate's computer (my roommate is awesome) and the labs. Say a prayer to St. Jude or somebody that it's actually fixable. (Dad backed up my computer within the last 2 months, so I wouldn't have lost that much data. I back up my schoolwork regularly, too. So really the only major loss would be recent additions to my creative writing projects.)

Monday, May 2, 2011

You know those posts I was going to write?

Well, they're not getting written, because I've been spending all my free time lately making a ridiculously large and complicated family tree for my various fictional dynasties.

You all can blame Melanie B.