I get a kick out of all these graduates posting about old memories, new beginnings, the people they're leaving...even if they're not graduating and just moving on a grade, it's all *SUMMER VACATION HOLLLA!* and I'm here going, "Yeah, summer semester already started online, I have at least three assignments this week, plus a research paper due in July from a Spring semester course, plus I'm getting married. In two weeks. Come at me bro!"
Maybe minus the "Come at me bro!" part. Because in real life, I have no swag.
But really. Life. It's happening. I have 4 totes sitting by the door waiting to go up to KC this evening because I really don't feel like rushing the week before and after the wedding to move up, so I'm going in spurts and bombarding the guys' apartment with clothes. I *know* they'll appreciate me doing this later on...until then, they get to live with my totes slowly choking out their space until we're able to organize better.
Anyways, rewind a bit. Philadelphia trip went *very* smoothly. I was a little freaked out about flying by myself again, but managed to navigate the airports like a champ and my bro was able to get into the hotel and pick me up that Friday evening. Saturday he drove me to my grad school conference. The NCBC is actually this huge,
gorgeous, early 1900s house...crown molding, swirling staircase, the works. We had two different hour-long sessions of "stump-the-ethicist". I met a permanent deacon from the Archdiocese of KCK during our lunch break! Then we broke into small groups for mock ethics panels (in which I actually contributed. Surrounded by nurses and doctors and I actually contributed. Be still my beating heart.). Right after those we wrapped up the day with 10-min. individual interviews with our small-group moderators. In which I actually did well. Yaaay! Jake and I then drove to the St. John Neumann shrine (!!!!!!) and went to Mass in the attached church, St. Peter's. And then tried to find a Chinese restaurant that ended up not existing (this is why I distrust GPS), and ended up eating at a Ruby Tuesday's. Next day I once again managed to not get lost at the Dallas airport.
This week I've been working on small wedding projects I've been procrastinating on or just haven't been able to do much with up to this point. I already feel like these next two weeks hardly exist. Hellllooooo wedding time!