Can I Get My Punk Ass Off The Street?

I guess I've mentioned once or twice or thrice that Sasha is graduating! from! college! in! OMG! six days!

There will be grand festivities. So, we decided to put a dumpster in the driveway for all the beer cans.

That's not really true.

With our exquisite sense of timing, we arranged to have our main-floor bathroom remodeled during the same month that Sasha is graduating from college.

That's not really true either, because we signed the contract in August of 2007 but somehow it is just being done now. It's not entirely the contractor's fault. He was ready to do it in December when both our kids were home from college but I couldn't cope with the mess and Christmas and workmen in the house so I said no.

It might be finished by Saturday. I don't know. That would be good.

Next weekend will be fun. Josh and I will drive down to the college on Friday night so that Sasha and her friends can beer us. On Saturday, various family members will join us to watch the ceremony. After that we will have lunch, help her pack her car, and head back home.

(Doesn't that sound like it will be kind of an abrupt transition? One minute you're having the time of your life at a little jewel of a college on the water, and the next minute it's all over and you have to go home and find a job and put up with your parents again? I feel kind of bad for her.)

Evangeline will not be there, unfortunately, because she doesn't return from Russia until May 15th. (Which airport? What time? We don't know! Please email your mother, Evangeline.) So the big party will not be until Memorial Day weekend.  Maybe by then the dumpster will be out of the driveway?

Josh and I worked our asses off in the yard this weekend so that we can hold our heads up high when we have our party. We made a dent, I guess, but it was not so much fun. And I looked scary in my baggy sweatpants and long-sleeved man shirt and large-brimmed hat. I have sun issues. I really rock the Dork Look when I do yard work.

I meant to be in bed by now. 

If you are reading this tomorrow have! an awesome! Monday!

Comments

[Wende]

Congratulations to your graduate. Just call the dumpster "lawn art" and be done with it. (Beats gnomes!)

[Pam L]

While the dumpster is there I would clean out the basement too. We have one "bulk pickup" a year with the city trash people when they take all the big junk you collect and don't know how to get rid of. The problem is , even though we know months in advance and write it on the calendar that it's coming up, when the Sunday before rolls around we either forget or can't decide to throw out that old broken ladder that my DH swears he is going to fix and then the truck comes the next day. A week later we look in the basement and realize it looks like a garage sale of old furniture that got rained out and wish we had tossed it all to the curb. And I am jealous of a new bathroom created by someone else. We have carpet in our master bath! It's crying out for gorgeous slate or some sort of tile and then we could have a jetted tub put in while were at it and a new frameless clear glass shower with multiple heads, wouldn't that be nice?

[Belle]

Hee hee, I do think that dumpster is most attractive. But I really don't see why that LARGE of a dumpster is needed for a bathroom rehab. Good god, my hubby just throws crap like that in the back of his pickup truck! (I suggest you make good use of it and fill it up per Pam's comment.)

I remember feeling kinda bad for my 2 college grads.....no more Spring Break or Christmas Break and a big bad job hunt ahead. Ah well, time to get on with a real life, I guess, and begin the rest of their lives. Congrats to Sasha!

[Margaret]

My kid could graduate too, but isn't sure that she wants to, since she's only a junior. She thinks she wants to take a few more classes. (party postponed) With enough beer, everyone will have fun and all your plants will get adequately "watered" if the bathroom isn't ready yet. hee hee

[Liza Lee Miller]

That dumpster would be so full, so fast that the contractor would be calling for it to be dumped before he could start working. When we moved from our last house, we had a dumpster brought to the house. We filled it twice with just crap from the house. We are "working on being reformed" packrats. A dumpster is a good thing!

[maddy]

Graduation! So exciting!

Good luck with your reno. Hope it's finished soon.

[Pam L]

I just saw your comment about the morning physical. You should see my Kaiser's lab dept waiting room at 7:00AM! A whole bunch of miserable people who have been denied their java jolt and bagel. It's cruel I tell you! One time my hubby called me in the morning at work and told me the life insurance person was coming over at 7PM to take blood for a new policy and I could not eat for the rest of the day! After hearing me reaction he quickly rescheduled for the next morning. Much easier to fast when you're sleeping.

[Laura/DaPFG]

just for you, i WILL! HAVE! AN AWESOME! MONDAY!!

;P

[Glenna]

I'm sad for Sasha and her transition. It's truly one of life's suckier transitions. What does she want to do job-wise?

[Jen @ The Cubicle's Backporch]

What dumpster? hee hee.

[Paula]

Well ... if the dumpster's still there, you could hang balloons and streamers on it? Ok, lame. But, you know, hide it in plain sight?

[Maggie]

Due my ridiculously fair skin that burns when I'm in the sun for more than 5 minutes, I've been rocking the crazy old lady get up of giant hat, old pants, and man's shirt when doing yard work or gardening since I was about 20. I think I'm finally getting to the stage where the rest of me is catching up to my gardening appearance...

[Wende]

I weighing in here again, now that I'm fully awake. I agree with Glenna---graduating college is nothing joyous. I was a mess---I tried for months to convince IZ that I really did need a second major and another year of school. He kept looking at my private school tuition and saying, "What makes you think two useless degrees are better than one useless degree." He had a point. But cry I did---and then I wrote a piece for the college newspaper using birthing imagery. I think there was a line in it that said, "Oh hell no, we won't go!". Did I mention it was a CONSERVATIVE Christian private school that frowned on swearing?

I've been a potty mouth ever since. :D

None-the-less: drink beer and be merry... for tomorrow...

[Gretchen]

Nice dumpster! It's finals week here at the university so it's also dumpster week because move-out has started. I've always said if I weren't so well socialized I'd be out there dumpster-diving with all the scavengers because wow, do those students throw out some good stuff!

[paula]

Congratulations! A Graduation!

And?

A New Bathroom!

Life is good.

[Keri]

Congratulations to the daughter!! A truly momentous transition...

And to you for the new bathroom, because that is really cool. :D

Happy party time. (I'm feeling a little grumpy about Wende's gnome comment at the moment. Going to sulk a bit now while I figure out how to deal with that...)