t minus one year...and counting.

i'm not being cocky and saying it is--i don't want to jinx myself or anything--but this might be... just may be....if all goes according to plan...the very last may that i feel sadness when i pass the hallmark stores and see the black square hat cards, feel like the tulips popping out of the ground are chidingly saying, "ooh...graduation! wouldn't it be nice to have a bachelor's degree?" not that anything would really be different. but wouldn't it be nice to finish that never-ending story? yes, flowers speak to me every may. it's true.
in catering it's really tough. graduation parties every year. and every year the graduates keep getting younger, until yes, i'm referring to them as 'kids'.
maybe next year will be my may.

i know, i know. you thought i was done with this post. i did too. but i just had to confess that the past three mays, the ones that i've been enrolled in school, haven't been as bad, since i've been working toward the goal and all. but still. i'm just saying. i may have to purchase the largest frame ever procured for a bachelors degree. larger than a phd frame.