Gib and I left town Thursday after school and returned home Monday night from our College Road Trip. We went to Indie's first. Mercer's Homecoming was that weekend and we got an invite from the admissions counselor to attend. Gib liked it, and he even got to sit in on one of Indie's Great Books classes, and have a chat at Jittery Joe's with the professor who does Mercer Service Scholars. It was an informal interview for MSS and we are pretty sure Gib is in - should he decide to go to Mercer.
And who doesn't love a puppy?! We got acquainted with Sophie and all her baby teeth. Jeff adopted her from the pound. She is adorable. I think Indie is right in guessing her doggie parents are Australian Shepherd and some kind of Terrier. She looks totally Australian, but her coat and her mannerisms especially when digging or hanging onto something, like say your hand or shirt, are reminiscent of a Terrier breed.
Even the cat loves the puppy. It was very entertaining to watch them play together. Poor Aussie though, that tiny puppy is doubling in size before his eyes. Sophie has a puppy butt move that is hysterical. She runs up to Aussie, at the last second she turns, and smacks him in the face with her rear end. There is a roll on the floor die laughing video that I hope to get my hands on someday.
We went to a reception downtown Macon (free food) and made our impressions: well spoken, fun people, incredibly hungry. Gib took care of a platter of cheese and ham. We also scored tickets for breakfast, tailgate lunch and the men's basketball game. Jeff was especially glad he and Indie didn't have to go to the women's basketball game in order to get tickets to the men's. All the other students had to go that route. It's who you know Jeff - who you know. We are not sure what Jeff is thinking here - probably something along the lines of the food at the reception did not a dinner make. But I laugh every time I see my kids with the same expression, head tilts, etc. and you can definitely tell they are related! We liked how even the guy in the back smiled for Take 2.
The bonfire was lit after some painfully loud music and athletic team introductions. Gib and I slipped away to score some ibuprofen from the Hilton across the street. The guys both commented at the exact same time that they would have gone with a Log Cabin bonfire formation. Jeff went on to explain something in engineer-speak about how they make the same mistake every year. I will paraphrase my own way: "the pit is too small, the wood too long, the orange fencing too close - it has taken out the fence a couple of times". Since Indie was close to the fence when the bonfire collapsed we were glad that didn't happen this year, but I was kind of looking forward to the screaming and mayhem. Little bit of a bummer there. The falling embers landing on people was only mildly entertaining.
The evening I cat and puppy sat was exhausting. I was up until 1 am with the little monsters. Give me 25 preschoolers any day of the week - ANY DAY - and it would be easier. I was running around like a nut trying to keep up with puppy chewing on cords, me, kleenex, me, the cat, me.... it never ended I tell ya! I finally corraled her against the sofa and my legs and gave her my water bottle to chew. This pic was taken about 3.5 seconds before she got the paper label off and he had a big tug of war and I had to insert my fingers in the jaws of death to extract it.
On Sunday, we all enjoyed brunch at IHOP, and then we departed for Alabama, to attend Birmingham-Southern College's preview for high school seniors on Monday.
One thing we gotta say for Alabama, the visitors center is one of the nicest rest areas we've been too. Gib even tagged it in my google map favorites. Not sure we'll ever go across GA to AL again, but now we'll know where to go. Haha - get it?
But, Gib got to meet people, attended a business class, and a session about BSC's unique January Explorations term. We liked that college too, and The General, the college president who retired as a Marine Commandant, worked under Reagan and Bush Sr., and on the Joint Chiefs of Staff for Clinton, grabbed Gib by the hoodie pocket and said "Gib! You ARE coming here aren't ya?! Where else would you want to go?!!!!" Sir, yes Sir! - would have been the appropriate response Gib. Gib said Maybe. May Day! May Day! Damage Control! Who Has English Problem?! Gib went on to explain he has visited 5 colleges (much to his dismay I think) and BSC, Mercer, and Samford were at the top of his list. Points for courage and honesty Dude.
2 comments:
What fun! I bet it would be fun if he went to Mercer with his seester! ;) That puppy is adorbale. Oh and I loved the *who ya know comment* isn't that the truth?!?!
I saw puppy-sitting and "kleenex" and thought you're putting out too much effort if you're wiping their noses.
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