Happy Birthday Spikey Jon!

Spikey Jon turned 27 and moved to Boston so we threw him a little party.

We converted him to a Sox fan.

Rindge Tinge makes a guest appearance

Growing Up

Bono's birthday was on Wednesday so some of us girls went out to Paddy Kelly's last night to help her celebrate. I didn't feel old when I turned 26, but going out for Bono's 27th definitely reminded me that I'm getting old. In my defense, it was a Thursday night and I knew I would have school in the morning. Regardless, I'm getting old. It took me only about five minutes to get ready because I didn't really care what I looked like. I didn't shower so I could redo my hair, I didn't blow-dry, I didn't put on flashy make-up. I put on jeans that must have shrunk because they always used to fit nicely but now are a tad tight. I wore heels that I used to be able to wear all day but instead, were hurting before we left the house. I was already exhausted. We left for Paddy Kelly's by 7:15, a time when Mal and I would just begin getting ready in college. We were seated at the bar by 7:30. We ordered food, I had one drink, and before 9, I was buzzed, exhausted, and ready for home. On top of that, our discussions are no longer about checking out hot guys or the newest movies. Instead, we discussed starting a book club so that we could meet monthly, have potluck dinners, and trade books that we voluntarily enjoy reading. We talked about weddings and babies (mine and PJ's respectively). We discussed getting together for an artist workshop. We griped about work and by 9:30, a time when Mal & I would just finish pre-gaming in college & begin to head out to the parties, I was home and asleep on the couch. What happened to staying up all night and partying? Maybe it's not possible without my cowboy hat on...

Back to School

Lately, I really want to go back to school. Matt is in school four nights a week and I am jealous of him. Trust me, I'm not jealous of the calculus and physics that he does for homework because those would never be my choice, but I'm jealous that he gets to be in school right now. I want to go back to school for a second Master's degree, or maybe for a CAGS. Either way, I miss school, and I never thought I'd hear myself saying that. School was great until I went to Salem State. It was nothing like Franklin Pierce. Some of the professors were fabulous (mainly Theresa & Donnalee) but most of them were horrendous. Classes were awful, parking sucked, and the hours I had to dedicate my life - UGH! Yet, I find myself missing it. Completely, totally, and fully missing school. I want to go back. I want to learn more. I don't want to do the traveling or hiking back to the Salem State parking lot (which is often lovingly referred to as the "Rape-Me" lot with no one around and not nearly enough street lights) but I don't even mind the writing of papers and the discussions and the *gasp* readings. It's been so long since I've applied to schools that I don't know where to start. I wish I still had my high school guidance counselor to guide me in the right direction. I don't know where to look, what schools are accredited, what degrees are in demand, or how to go about finding the money to fund the education... but I want to do it... so it looks like I might have to start doing some research on my own.