Well I survived. It was not as traumatizing as I feared. Of course it is only the first day so who knows. I am cautiously optimistic.
For lunch we went up to the faculty/staff dining hall. We did a welcome lunch and my birthday. I was so horrified. They sang. The people in the restaurant sang. For those of you who really know me, you know that this is akin to making me walk naked into Pike Place Market. I do not love being the center of any sort of attention. I don't think I fear getting married as much as I completely fear the walking down the aisle all 15 people I know (and that may be generous) staring at me.
While the girls and I were outside tonight selling cookies, an older man came up. He was asking about a discount on the cookies. He claimed to be part Jewish and proceeded to use the phrase 'jew you down' multiple times. One of the Brownie Moms just looked at me and we both rolled our eyes. Luckily the kids didn't really ask us what that was about. Did I mention he was an older African American man? It was odd. Also, one of my Brownies told me about when they tried to sell cookies to a homeless man without realizing he was homeless. I don't remember this, and I've been at every cookie sale (except the time I was late). I told her it is better we don't talk to the crazies... SO in typical child style, a woman walked by - possibly strung out or possibly so horrifyingly overcome by the flu that she was heavily medicated - yelling at her son. Little girl says to me 'that's one of the crazies right, Joanne?' Whoops. I don't think the woman heard her. The girls and moms got me a card and they all signed it. It was very cute.
And in case I haven't mentioned it lately... VACATION! By this time tomorrow I will be in California!