Day trip to Peaks Island with my lovely friend Liz to house hunt for my parents. We biked and danced and even saw a bald eagle! How's that for a fabulous welcome back to the real world!?
Friday, May 30, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
I may have cried
on my way to the exam this morning, while listening to Disney pandora when the Hercules song "I Can Go The Distance" came on. I was like ohhhh Hercules, I CAN go the distance! And then I'd like to say I turned the radio off and confidently strolled in to the exam center and beasted the hell out of that exam, but let's be real, I totally listened to the Little Mermaid after that because it's a cardinal sin to turn off the radio in the middle of a mermaid song, board exam or not.
On the bright side, even though the high tech palm scanner failed to recognize my palm literally Every. Single. Time. I exited AND entered the exam room, I actually feel ok. Not ok enough to say IN YOUR FACE LIFE, LOOK AT ME NOW, but alright enough to tentatively say that a) I think I survived, b) I don't think I died, and c) I think I might have maaaaaybe scraped by. But really who knows. All I do knows is that I am seriously DONE. Like DONE DONE. Like even if I failed, I still have a month in front of me to do whatever the hell I want to do. And it feels better then I ever could have imagined it would. I can't even describe it.
So, that's where I'm at.
On the bright side, even though the high tech palm scanner failed to recognize my palm literally Every. Single. Time. I exited AND entered the exam room, I actually feel ok. Not ok enough to say IN YOUR FACE LIFE, LOOK AT ME NOW, but alright enough to tentatively say that a) I think I survived, b) I don't think I died, and c) I think I might have maaaaaybe scraped by. But really who knows. All I do knows is that I am seriously DONE. Like DONE DONE. Like even if I failed, I still have a month in front of me to do whatever the hell I want to do. And it feels better then I ever could have imagined it would. I can't even describe it.
So, that's where I'm at.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
studystudystudy
Ok. Reaching (have already reached?) the breaking point. Both in terms of no return, and also in terms of sanity and completely stuffed mental capacity. I have oscillated so dramatically along the continuum that ranges from sedated creepy calm all the way to exploding volcano of emotional puddle on the ground, and thus know that whatever happens tomorrow morning at 8 am, at least it will be done.
Turns out, studying for board exams is really hard. You bone up in one area, turn to the next and can feel things from the first area bouncing out the back of the pick up truck. Between endless hours of reviewing, and cramming, and learning, and reviewing, and taking practice exams, lordy I just need to take this and be done with it already. Then I can stop talking (thinking, worrying, crying?) about it. And at least then I will know. I mean, not for like two weeks, but at least THEN I will know. At which point I can cross whatever bridge I need to and move on.
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Turns out, studying for board exams is really hard. You bone up in one area, turn to the next and can feel things from the first area bouncing out the back of the pick up truck. Between endless hours of reviewing, and cramming, and learning, and reviewing, and taking practice exams, lordy I just need to take this and be done with it already. Then I can stop talking (thinking, worrying, crying?) about it. And at least then I will know. I mean, not for like two weeks, but at least THEN I will know. At which point I can cross whatever bridge I need to and move on.
And don't worry, it's not all been torture and slogging.
And also, mom, don't worry if it sounds like I am freaking out. It will be okay. And even if it's not okay, it will be okay. Right?
Monday, May 26, 2014
the boy got older
This year JP's birthday fell smack dab in the middle of a really chaotic week in our lives. For me it was my very last week as a graduate student, last exams and wrap up lecture on the real world and on the outrageous debt we have all accumulated. My whole family came in from out of town for the weekend, and I really didn't want his birthday to get missed in the kerfuffle.
As has become tradition, every year for JP's birthday I make him a birthday sign. This year I believe I outdid myself in sheer nerdery and ridiculousness. In the hub bub of the crazy week it came together in pieces. The mutant turtles were colored expertly by Julia and my self whilst at the bar celebrating passing our last exams of grad school. Although our server was nice about it, he totally thought we were weird. No matter though, cause these things needed to be colored!
Anyway, as the timing happened, almost my entire family rolled in to Portland on the morning of JP's birthday, so we all got to celebrate together! I arranged a surprise gathering of sorts at one of our favorite bars in the Old Port right after work. It turned out that the work day had been unexpectedly extremely stressful, and when JP looked up from his desk at 6:01 to commiserate with his favorite co-workers, he was a little bummed to see that they had already bolted from the building. But, I picked him up and we walked over to find them all gathered on the deck with our other Portland friends, drinks in hand ready to celebrate him. It was great and he was totally surprised! For some reason the only picture I have of the whole event is my brother Joe hopping on his bike before we rode down to grab a table. So here it is, in all its anti climactic glory.
In any case, post bar celebration we all piled over to the house my parents rented for the weekend, and whipped up a delicious fresh lobster dinner! I think this was the turning point of exhaustion in the week for me because additionally I didn't really get any pictures of this portion of the celebration either. I did however manage to get a terrible picture of JP's birthday cake, which was dirt cake, his very favorite kind. (And ahem, just so you know, I didn't even make it with the crappy gluten free "oreos" that I trialed, holy crap, four ((!)) years ago?!... I used the real thing. Now that's love!)
Other then that we all just hung out, caught up, and helped my little brother with a twitter pun competition in coming up with our best monster puns before retiring for the evening. Totally normal birthday.
As has become tradition, every year for JP's birthday I make him a birthday sign. This year I believe I outdid myself in sheer nerdery and ridiculousness. In the hub bub of the crazy week it came together in pieces. The mutant turtles were colored expertly by Julia and my self whilst at the bar celebrating passing our last exams of grad school. Although our server was nice about it, he totally thought we were weird. No matter though, cause these things needed to be colored!
Anyway, as the timing happened, almost my entire family rolled in to Portland on the morning of JP's birthday, so we all got to celebrate together! I arranged a surprise gathering of sorts at one of our favorite bars in the Old Port right after work. It turned out that the work day had been unexpectedly extremely stressful, and when JP looked up from his desk at 6:01 to commiserate with his favorite co-workers, he was a little bummed to see that they had already bolted from the building. But, I picked him up and we walked over to find them all gathered on the deck with our other Portland friends, drinks in hand ready to celebrate him. It was great and he was totally surprised! For some reason the only picture I have of the whole event is my brother Joe hopping on his bike before we rode down to grab a table. So here it is, in all its anti climactic glory.
In any case, post bar celebration we all piled over to the house my parents rented for the weekend, and whipped up a delicious fresh lobster dinner! I think this was the turning point of exhaustion in the week for me because additionally I didn't really get any pictures of this portion of the celebration either. I did however manage to get a terrible picture of JP's birthday cake, which was dirt cake, his very favorite kind. (And ahem, just so you know, I didn't even make it with the crappy gluten free "oreos" that I trialed, holy crap, four ((!)) years ago?!... I used the real thing. Now that's love!)
Other then that we all just hung out, caught up, and helped my little brother with a twitter pun competition in coming up with our best monster puns before retiring for the evening. Totally normal birthday.
Thursday, May 22, 2014
the side of the earth
Oh my word I have completely fallen off the side of the earth lately, and I am still hanging out there even as I type this. I've got the things! and the updates! and the everything-excitement-received-my-masters-degree all of that just brew brewing over here. But for this exact moment my life right now looks like this: wake up, drink coffee, walk pups, go to campus and study for seven hours, come home, walk the pups, eat, study for another hour, sleep. Repeat.
SOCLOSESOCLOSESOCLOSE it's almost painful. Six days. SIX fricken days left until I fall into a non-stress induced coma, regain my life, and simultaneously celebrate how very veeeeery far I've come in the past two years. That's right, I am going to simultaneously celebrate and be in a coma. I can do that because I will be done and therefore unstoppable. Except for the coma part. Peeps, I will be back. Soon. But for now, game face. Love you.
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SOCLOSESOCLOSESOCLOSE it's almost painful. Six days. SIX fricken days left until I fall into a non-stress induced coma, regain my life, and simultaneously celebrate how very veeeeery far I've come in the past two years. That's right, I am going to simultaneously celebrate and be in a coma. I can do that because I will be done and therefore unstoppable. Except for the coma part. Peeps, I will be back. Soon. But for now, game face. Love you.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
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