Nothing too exciting has been happening lately, but I've been pretty busy. Mom and I are remodeling again (master bedroom), I worked last weekend, and I've been juggled between three different pharmacies for the past two weeks. Life is good, but it's settled into a lazy sort of routine I find refreshing. It's mid-July, which means Cabin Weekend is right around the corner, and just beyond that is school.
Part of me is excited for school--the pharmacist I work with, Nadia, recently graduated from Ferris, and says that I'll enjoy my last two years quite a bit. But another part of me dreads going back; wary that this year will be no less stressful than the last two, despite what I've heard to the contrary. It's hard for anyone else to understand how much I look forward to being done, not just because it has been a long road, but because I've put a hold on so many other parts of life to finish this one. I'm ready to live in one place, work a steady job and receive steady pay, and finally be with Mike everyday. So I suppose in a way, going back to school is one step closer to the finish line. It's thinking about that which makes me eager to go back.
The rest of me, on the other hand, would very much like the rest of the summer to crawl by slowly, as if it will never end. I love my bed. I love the sound of rain in my yard. I love kisses from my dog. I love working out with Mom, and joking around with Dad and Chris. There's no place like home (ha, and without homework).
The aforementioned Cabin Weekend is coming up next weekend, and I'm SO excited! It's one of my favorite summertime events, and I've yet to wear my bathing suite this year, so I'm overdue for a hot tan. I also got a Henna tattoo last weekend! :D I'd never had one done before, so that was pretty sweet. I'm considering getting a (real) tattoo after pharmacy school is over, and I mentioned it to Mom this weekend.
Me: So, I'm thinking I'm going to get a tattoo when I graduate. Sort of a gift to myself for making it happen, I guess.
Mom: If you still want to in two years, I guess it's something you could do. But just remember, do it and then tell your dad.
Me: Huh?
Mom: It's better to ask forgiveness than permission.
Lols. I love you Mom.
12 comments:
"and I've yet to wear my bathing suite this year,"
Epic.....fail
Care?
nothing much happening, except my wedding!!!
Woohoo!
That was a really suite entry.
(I hadn't caught that before I read Mike's comment, please do blame him.)
He's an English teacher, what can I say? ;) I'll leave it there just to spite him. :D
Your mom sounds awesome.
*cough* its not a "henna TATTOO"
..it's just henna, or as REAL INDIANS would call it, "mehendi" :)
(should i run and hide now? if so, crap...if not, SUITE!) ;)
The tattoo artist had a sign (which she painted herself) that said "Henna Tattoos". No offense, but I'd take her professional word over yours. ;) After all, you wouldn't believe me that the "L" in salmon was silent. :-*
no, in this case, i firmly believe that professional is WRONG.
for seriously, i'm 100% indian. that trumps ALL.
I'm 100% English speaking, and that didn't stop you. :P
that's because i'm also the Cosmic Sound of Truth.
*HALO*
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