It Is Finished.

I'm done! The end! No more school! HALLELUJAH!

Starbucks Whore

Is it wrong to go to Starbucks 3 times in one day?

Ow.....

Slogging away, writing papers, reading stuff I don't care about anymore, counting down the days 'til graduation (89!), hating the fact the I have a 6-day week,etc......

Time to Look Back....

Another year is almost gone. What happened? Where did it go? As far as years go, this one wasn't too awful. It had it ups and downs, goods and bads, and plenty of surprises. We got "civilly unioned," we remodeled the kitchen and dining room, we hosted a party for more than 100 of our friends to help us celebrate 10 years together, Robin lost a job, Robin got a job, I got a car, and I'm now less than 150 days away from graduation and the eventual regaining of my life. Is it any wonder, then, that since class ended three days ago, it's all I can do to get up and go to work? I am exhausted, in every sense of the word.

Today was good -we got up when we felt like it, relaxed over breakfast, then headed over to Westfield to pick up one Christmas gift, then we wandered the shops, had lunch, and did a little grocery shopping at Trader Joe's before coming home and taking a nap. Now that's what I call a good day.

Oh my.

Did I really not post anything in November? Whoops.

iWant

OS X Leopard. Released yesterday. Of course, I'll need a new computer to run it, since my 3 1/2 year old PowerBook can't handle it :-(

Weekend Trauma. Really.

So, I'm standing in line at J&R Music World in Manhattan the other day, making a purchase, and my phone rings. It's Robin.



Robin: "Hi. I'vebeenhitandI'mokandthecopsarehereand (breath...) ....theambulanceishereandIgottagobye." Click.

Me: "???" Calls back, gets no answer.

Long story short, Robin went to see a friend who was "gallery-sitting" to bring him lunch. As she was crossing the street to go back to the car, she was hit by a Jeep Cherokee. She makes it a point of correcting me every time I say she was hit by a car. "It was an SUV. Not a car." Ok. Point is, she was hit and ended up on the pavement. We are blessed she is not hurt badly. Nonetheless, I rushed out of Manhattan, hopping the PATH to Newark, where I grabbed a cab to UMDNJ, where the ambulance had taken her. I get to the hospital, where I discover they don't know where she is. After some prodding of the staff and a few more minutes, I am told "she is in the trauma unit."

Once I pick myself back up and gather my wits, I go find her, with the help of a wonderful Patient Advocate. There she is, lying in a bed in the trauma unit, neck brace and all. After hours and hours of waiting and x-rays and CT scans, she is finally released and we are home that same night.

I don't believe I've fully processed the whole ordeal, but I do know that with much clarity, I realize how fleeting life is, and that we need to take time each day to appreciate it, and the ones we love. Every single day.

Silica overload...

So, we're finally getting around to putting away all the dishes and glasses we'd packed before the kitchen project of '07. Will someone please tell me why we have so many glasses? Even after we've gotten rid of a ton? Anyone?

I have a plan!

I have been doing a lot of thinking the last 6 months or so about what I'll do once I graduate. Oh sure, there's still the full-time career I have (and really like, by the way), but I'm talking about that which will occupy my heart and soul. As I was driving to or from work (it's often all a blur), it hit me. I want to write. I want to write about the eight year experience of seminary. I want to write what it did to me, how it changed me, where I started, where I ended. I want to write about it all. As I start my (hopefully) last year, it's as if I'm coming out of a cave into the light. I am afraid to count the number of hours I spent in class, or the library, yet I am mindful of the lifelong relationships I have formed during those many hours. While it's still relatively fresh in my mind, and while I have the time, I want to commit it to paper because I believe it is important.

Errr.....

So, ok, like it's been forever since I even so much as looked at this blog. Since my last post, we've been to Little Cayman, bought an iPhone, redone the whole kitchen and dining room, had a 10th anniversary celebration for 100 of our friends and family, been to Bimini, bought a new vehicle, welcomed a new 1st cousin once removed to the family, and I've started back at school. All in that span of something like 10 weeks. So there.