Was It Only One Day?

Yesterday I got up far earlier than I think it's ever fair to awake - 5:30am. OK, OK, honestly, I dragged my carcass out of the bed around 5:50. I had to go to Birmingham to school the youngsters about civics and Constitutional law. Needless to say, there was some light cursing as I stumbled into everything in my bathroom, including the garden tub. How can one miss a garden tub? you might ask yourself, and I will tell you how: 5:50AM, that's how.

Anyhoo, due to a tractor-trailer accident, I arrived about 15 minutes late, but jumped directly into schooling these high school seniors, who are about two weeks away from departing to the District to defend their research and opinions to attorneys and judges from all over the nation.

I had such a good time! I love talking to the kids, I love listening to their rationales, I love calling them on their B.S. when they write what they think people want to hear without even briefly considering the rationale behind their opinions. I've been offered a conversation about becoming the district coordinator for this state-wide group, and I'm considering taking it. (I hope it pays. Please, please let it pay. Have I mentioned that I'm short on cash lately?)

Afterwards, I went to visit some friends from college. We sat on their couches and on their back porch and just caught up - talking about people we knew and times we might not have remembered as accurately as our brains thought we did. I had made plans to catch up with others later, so as the hour approached, my friends got a HUGE kick out of me begging K. to come with. Without her, her husband wouldn't go, and I was so nervous to go without them.

Using my patented technique, I finally convinced K. & S. to join me, and off we went to meet our friends. Once there, we drank -tinis, talked, visited, gossiped, reminisced, and overall had a wonderful time together.

However, I will tell you this - as much fun as it is to revisit the past, it can be a bit strange to learn what others thought of you at that age. I've mostly forgiven myself my transgressions of my college years, yet it's still odd to hear about them again. So, for all involved in last night's shenanigans, how about a round of, "Yeah, well, it was what it was?" (This time I'm not buying though.)

This morning I sat on K. & S.'s deck and managed to get myself my first sunburn of the season. Overall, I'd say, quite a successful trip. But what a day!

PS - I got my Southern on. I managed to morph a friend's one-syllable name into an almost-three-syllable debacle. Yes, I caught the look you gave me when you heard it. I blame the cosmos.