The drinking has commenced

I sent off my last paper today at 11:25 am CST, so I have officially completed all the work required of me for a M.Ed. I suppose I could fail the class, but I think it is fairly unlikely. I have one "A" posted, one pretty well in the bag (might be a B, but it's an elective, so "oh well") and a third grade completely up for grabs. No idea how I did in that class.

My lovely William bought me one of the two requested graduation gifts - a nice fountain pen. And honestly, though I'd like the Laphroaig, I'd likely drink it all in one go at this point and not enjoy it the way I should. So, perhaps after I gain employment.

In other news, Merlin asked me this week if I remembered her dance recital. I cautiously replied, "Uh, yeah." Then she asked if she'd be getting balloons and flowers after her storyplay performance tomorrow like she did after her recital. Gavin's gem of the week: When we asked what they were going to be in the Christmas pageant, Merlin said, "I think I'm an angel." and Gavin replied, "I'm the dragon." Well... we do go to St. George's, so I suppose it is possible, but somehow, I think not.

Morality Milestones

This week, in response to my exasperation over some new messy disaster my son brought down upon the house, Gavin, with extreme patience, placed his hand on my arm and said:

"Mom, sometimes I'm good and sometimes I'm bad."

In the tone of "just get used to it." Damn. He is only four. It seems to me that this realization shouldn't really have come to him until he was at least 11 or 12. At four, you should still believe that if you tried really hard you could be good for your mom all the time.

I'm in so much trouble.

Technically, I've graduated...

I think the ceremony was this last weekend (I didn't bother with it), but I still have a Lit Review to write/rewrite and turn in. I am quite relieved to be done with everything else, though. I have no idea if this will herald a return to blogging or not. I need to reinstate all my links since I lost them when I changed the format. (you like?) Also I have become quite spoiled by the conveniences of livejournal that I can probably customize my blog to have...but, you know, I would have to like work um have William work on it. Hope to be typing at you soon. I have almost 2 years worth of textual frustration pent up entries to convey.

I wonder if anybody is out there.

Hey, Dave, are you wondering the same thing?