Yesterday was Free Hug Day all over again
This is what yesterday night was like: "Sarah!" *leap* "Sarah!" *leap* "Sarah!" *leap* It was...quite amusing actually.
So, yesterday I went to the musical "Bye Bye Birdie" that my old high school put on in order to hook up with all of my friends either still in high school or now in college. I arrived rather early, but my old high school buddies lurking around saw me right away. First I talked to my old Medical Terminology teacher, and then the sister of one of my friends found me and had to screech my name and hug me. Then I hugged several more people in the next few minutes. Finally, I'm standing waiting for my friend who has my ticket to arrive, when I'm suddenly attacked from behind. The person in question had no clue I was coming to the musical and she was pretty excited. Then Brenda saw me, and we hugged, and then Amy saw me and of course I got another hug. Then there was a short conversation over exactly who I belonged to. "My Sarah!" "No, my Sarah!" "No, my Sarah!" I was surprised they didn't get into who befriended who first. So, everyone eventually dispersed except for Brenda and I asked where one of my AWOL high school friends was at. She goes to the band room and five seconds later the friend in question literally skids out of the band room, looks around wildly for me, shrieks my name, and leaps at me. More hugs, more talking. One of my friends arrive, and we hug. Then another high school friend (that I didn't know very well) yells and hugs me. Finally, everyone arrive, more hugs go around, and we dutifully troop into the gym, minus one person who still hadn't arrived.
Everyone is finally there, and we sit around waiting for dinner and talking and laughing. We head up to dinner, and my friend's sister starts talking to us while we're getting food. We get the food, and go back to our seats. Cue Stacey immediately stealing food off of Tyler's plate. Amanda of course has to get in on the food stealing. We find out Stacey tried smoking, and there's several cracks made about that. Later we have more food brought to us, and I'm sitting next to Amanda while she's eating mashed potatoes. Her sister walks up, and does something. I turn in time to get mashed potatoes flung on my face. I yelp, and everyone cracks up. "She's still got that yelp! It's nice to know some things never change!" Gee, thanks Stace. I love you too.
In revenge I put the later conversation on Facebook. Yes, the person with the really dorky laugh is me. In the background, you can hear Amanda asking me if I'm recording that. The reason the camera is so still is because I was laughing so hard the camera was shaking so she had to help me hold it straight. Our dinner conversations always turn out to be hilarious.
Eventually the musical comes on and it was really good. Some parts had us rolling in our seats. Eventually it was intermission, and we got dessert complete with table tomfoolery born off of several bored college students and a camera. I got serious pictures, fun pictures, oblivious pictures, and not-quite-ready pictures. I have an absolutely hilarious picture right here...Tyler wasn't quite ready but I took it anyways. Don't you just love those kinds of pictures?
Today we went to see Rocky at the teaching hospital, and he looks pretty good. He got up right away and was glad to see us. We found out the reason his tail hasn't been wagging though is because it was fractured close to the base of his tail. That, in turn, is putting pressure on the nerves there which means he can't wag his tail or control his bodily functions. There's nothing they can do except remove the pressure, which means amputating some of his tail to ease the weight off of the nerves. They still don't know what hit him, but the current theory is he was hit by the back wheel of one of the lighter farming implements. I had a quick tour around there, and I can't wait to graduate and go for my veterinary degree. It'll be fun to work in that hospital.
No Paideia lecture tomorrow, and still no words written for NaNoWriMo. Crap. Fix essay, sleep, then work on NaNo. I swear.
So, yesterday I went to the musical "Bye Bye Birdie" that my old high school put on in order to hook up with all of my friends either still in high school or now in college. I arrived rather early, but my old high school buddies lurking around saw me right away. First I talked to my old Medical Terminology teacher, and then the sister of one of my friends found me and had to screech my name and hug me. Then I hugged several more people in the next few minutes. Finally, I'm standing waiting for my friend who has my ticket to arrive, when I'm suddenly attacked from behind. The person in question had no clue I was coming to the musical and she was pretty excited. Then Brenda saw me, and we hugged, and then Amy saw me and of course I got another hug. Then there was a short conversation over exactly who I belonged to. "My Sarah!" "No, my Sarah!" "No, my Sarah!" I was surprised they didn't get into who befriended who first. So, everyone eventually dispersed except for Brenda and I asked where one of my AWOL high school friends was at. She goes to the band room and five seconds later the friend in question literally skids out of the band room, looks around wildly for me, shrieks my name, and leaps at me. More hugs, more talking. One of my friends arrive, and we hug. Then another high school friend (that I didn't know very well) yells and hugs me. Finally, everyone arrive, more hugs go around, and we dutifully troop into the gym, minus one person who still hadn't arrived.
Everyone is finally there, and we sit around waiting for dinner and talking and laughing. We head up to dinner, and my friend's sister starts talking to us while we're getting food. We get the food, and go back to our seats. Cue Stacey immediately stealing food off of Tyler's plate. Amanda of course has to get in on the food stealing. We find out Stacey tried smoking, and there's several cracks made about that. Later we have more food brought to us, and I'm sitting next to Amanda while she's eating mashed potatoes. Her sister walks up, and does something. I turn in time to get mashed potatoes flung on my face. I yelp, and everyone cracks up. "She's still got that yelp! It's nice to know some things never change!" Gee, thanks Stace. I love you too.
In revenge I put the later conversation on Facebook. Yes, the person with the really dorky laugh is me. In the background, you can hear Amanda asking me if I'm recording that. The reason the camera is so still is because I was laughing so hard the camera was shaking so she had to help me hold it straight. Our dinner conversations always turn out to be hilarious.
Eventually the musical comes on and it was really good. Some parts had us rolling in our seats. Eventually it was intermission, and we got dessert complete with table tomfoolery born off of several bored college students and a camera. I got serious pictures, fun pictures, oblivious pictures, and not-quite-ready pictures. I have an absolutely hilarious picture right here...Tyler wasn't quite ready but I took it anyways. Don't you just love those kinds of pictures?
Today we went to see Rocky at the teaching hospital, and he looks pretty good. He got up right away and was glad to see us. We found out the reason his tail hasn't been wagging though is because it was fractured close to the base of his tail. That, in turn, is putting pressure on the nerves there which means he can't wag his tail or control his bodily functions. There's nothing they can do except remove the pressure, which means amputating some of his tail to ease the weight off of the nerves. They still don't know what hit him, but the current theory is he was hit by the back wheel of one of the lighter farming implements. I had a quick tour around there, and I can't wait to graduate and go for my veterinary degree. It'll be fun to work in that hospital.
No Paideia lecture tomorrow, and still no words written for NaNoWriMo. Crap. Fix essay, sleep, then work on NaNo. I swear.