My first Facebook photo.
Because, of course it is.
This is from November 2006. Dan and I had just gotten engaged and this if from our engagement photo shoot.
There are countless pictures from Dan’s childhood where he’s making this face. Now I make it too…
(Awesome post idea JennyJennyboBenny!)
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I’m just like,
Relevant to my current situation.
So, who wants to go buy me a drink and then watch me sob into it?
This interview felt like i had studied the wrong subject for a final exam.
My senior year of undergrad, we had written and practical comprehensives. For the written comp, you chose three subjects. My subjects were:
Everyone chose Directing as one of their three, and the night before comps, I pulled an all-nighter studying up on Directing.
I actually fell asleep around 6:30am and the comp was at 8am and I didn’t wake up until 7:50. So, I was late and walked in and asked for my directing comp first, since it was so fresh.
My advisor looked through my prompts and said,
You didn’t choose directing as one of your written comps. You chose Improv.
I wanted to curl up and die. Not only was I late for the exam itself, I hadn’t picked up my Improv book in almost two years. It’s IMPROV for crying out loud. Why did there need to be a 300 page book on the subject.
Needless to say, I improv’d the hell out of that exam.
LIke, at this point, were they to actually choose me, I might laugh at them. B/c I was seriously nervous, giggly nervous. I was second guessing myself left and right. I couldn’t trust my gut instinct, even though I KNEW it was correct. And at one point I just stared at them like a deer caught in headlights.
Sigh.
Heading to trivia in a bit with a group of moms. We need a team name. Best team name wins a pitcher of beer!
What you got for me?
We’re so excited about the new Potty Time with Elmo app that we can’t stop dancing!
Amazing. We are getting ready to potty train soon. EEK
All I can think about is how there’s someone’s hand up Elmo’s ass while he’s sitting on the potty. Seems counterproductive…
Guess who had to go see the doctor for her first ever sick visit today?
Good news is that she doesn’t have an ear infection and the drainage isn’t in her lungs.
Bad news is that we have to give her twice daily albuterol treatments. I’m sure you can all imagine what a joy that is for us to administer…
My Grandmother circa 1922/23ish
Juliet circa 2012
Fun fact: My grandmother was premature b/c she was a twin. Juliet was *this* close to being a twin and had what is referred to as a “vanishing twin”.
Weird.
