W stands for...
-- WHIRLWIND since that's what this week was. One giant, busy, spinning whirlwind that has landed us on Friday afternoon.
I can hardly believe it.
In that whirlwind, W also stands for...
-- WOMEN! As in, the amazing women of Junior League. It was a fairly heavy-League week, with events on both Wednesday and Thursday. There was a placement fair on Wednesday where we had to select which committee we'd like to be on for next year. I felt kind of like I was picking a major all over again. It was fun to see what other people selected, since it gives you a little insight into their personality and interests ("Oh, you did Fund Development? I picked all Community committees..."). Headquarters, the only committee that doesn't actually have a committee since it involves the upkeep of the Junior League house (think repairing toilets and feeding feral cats) soundly mildly appealing to me, only because cats were involved. (I followed directions however, and didn't mark it). I sort of/kinda have an idea of where I'll be placed, but we don't find out for sure until the May Luncheon. Excitement!
And then on Thursday, my provisional class completed our provisional project by hosting a career fair for high school students. I can tell you it went off without a hitch. The guest speakers were excellent, the handouts were informative, and the kids were actually engaged in what was discussed. Sure, there were a handful of slackers sleeping or texting in the back of the room, but for the most part, the kids asked great questions and appearing interested. Maybe the future of this country isn't doomed after all? Either way, I'm so happy the project is done and was a rousing success. YAY! Way to go, ladies.
W also stands for...
-- WISHING I had kept my mouth shut.
So on Wednesday, I had my 6-month dental check-up. The hygienist was very nice and also very pregnant. She had about six weeks to go until delivery and wanted to talk all about babies and birth plans.
Blah.
Okay, first of all, I hate having to talk during such procedures, mainly because there are hands in my mouth. This is very difficult. And then on top of that, she's going to ask my opinion about something as personal as a birth plan?
Yet stupidly, I told her.
In between the scraping and the water pik, I managed to inform her that birth is "a means to an end" and "something almost always goes wrong; you're better off planning a vacation, since you'll have more control over that. Just have the kid and be done with it. Don't wed yourself to an idea since it's probably going to change, anyways."
Sensitive, I know. But I was already irritated that the office made me wait an additional 15 minutes for my appointment and clearly my internal filter was off.
Not surprisingly, she was not fond of my comments.
I can tell you with virtual certainty the teeth cleaning because much more aggressive and much, much more painful. In fact, my gums still ache just thinking about it.
So, lesson learned. Next time, I'm going to tell her she's going to rock her natural delivery despite having taking no birth classes and having read essentially zero books on the subject. Best of luck, sweetie.
And finally, W stands for...
WEEKEND! Because that's what is ahead of us. Considering I haven't seen Brian since Tuesday, I am very excited to have a date with him tonight, along with our couch and some sushi. Bring it!
In the meantime, enjoy some pictures of Scotty at the local farmer's market. See you all on Monday!
-- WHIRLWIND since that's what this week was. One giant, busy, spinning whirlwind that has landed us on Friday afternoon.
I can hardly believe it.
In that whirlwind, W also stands for...
-- WOMEN! As in, the amazing women of Junior League. It was a fairly heavy-League week, with events on both Wednesday and Thursday. There was a placement fair on Wednesday where we had to select which committee we'd like to be on for next year. I felt kind of like I was picking a major all over again. It was fun to see what other people selected, since it gives you a little insight into their personality and interests ("Oh, you did Fund Development? I picked all Community committees..."). Headquarters, the only committee that doesn't actually have a committee since it involves the upkeep of the Junior League house (think repairing toilets and feeding feral cats) soundly mildly appealing to me, only because cats were involved. (I followed directions however, and didn't mark it). I sort of/kinda have an idea of where I'll be placed, but we don't find out for sure until the May Luncheon. Excitement!
And then on Thursday, my provisional class completed our provisional project by hosting a career fair for high school students. I can tell you it went off without a hitch. The guest speakers were excellent, the handouts were informative, and the kids were actually engaged in what was discussed. Sure, there were a handful of slackers sleeping or texting in the back of the room, but for the most part, the kids asked great questions and appearing interested. Maybe the future of this country isn't doomed after all? Either way, I'm so happy the project is done and was a rousing success. YAY! Way to go, ladies.
W also stands for...
-- WISHING I had kept my mouth shut.
So on Wednesday, I had my 6-month dental check-up. The hygienist was very nice and also very pregnant. She had about six weeks to go until delivery and wanted to talk all about babies and birth plans.
Blah.
Okay, first of all, I hate having to talk during such procedures, mainly because there are hands in my mouth. This is very difficult. And then on top of that, she's going to ask my opinion about something as personal as a birth plan?
Yet stupidly, I told her.
In between the scraping and the water pik, I managed to inform her that birth is "a means to an end" and "something almost always goes wrong; you're better off planning a vacation, since you'll have more control over that. Just have the kid and be done with it. Don't wed yourself to an idea since it's probably going to change, anyways."
Sensitive, I know. But I was already irritated that the office made me wait an additional 15 minutes for my appointment and clearly my internal filter was off.
Not surprisingly, she was not fond of my comments.
I can tell you with virtual certainty the teeth cleaning because much more aggressive and much, much more painful. In fact, my gums still ache just thinking about it.
So, lesson learned. Next time, I'm going to tell her she's going to rock her natural delivery despite having taking no birth classes and having read essentially zero books on the subject. Best of luck, sweetie.
And finally, W stands for...
WEEKEND! Because that's what is ahead of us. Considering I haven't seen Brian since Tuesday, I am very excited to have a date with him tonight, along with our couch and some sushi. Bring it!
In the meantime, enjoy some pictures of Scotty at the local farmer's market. See you all on Monday!
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First, I'm going to have a delicious snack of fresh strawberries...
First, I'm going to have a delicious snack of fresh strawberries...
Nom nom Bear
...and then, I'm off to save the world, because...
In cognito Bear
...I am Batman.
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