blast from the past

I found this picture stuck in my junior year yearbook from MPA. I can't remember why it would be in there. Anyway, it's from Nov. 1984. I'm not sure whose house it is. Maybe my Uncle Lester & Aunt Rhonda's.

O'lunch

Well, our trip to O'Charley's was pretty fun. It didn't stress me out that the kids got back late. About 5 of them were late to their classes. I don't know why they thought we would have enough time. Our server was very efficient and we got our food pretty fast.

I did end up ordering grilled cheese. There really isn't a lot of vegetarian food there to choose from. Oh well.

Angie flew through the activities on the kids' menu. They seated us off in a side room by ourselves, so that was kinda nice. It was by the smoking section though, so I came back smelling like smoke.

Randy Bishop, the registrar, and I took mostly seniors, but Katie (left) is a sophomore and Lindsay is a junior. Lindsay went to Mount Vernon last year.

I told David that where he was sitting somehow made him look smarter, so he posed for this picture under the lightbulb. The effect was better in person!

another week down the tubes

Fridays are totally useless for getting anything done at work. I guess I've done a little bit. I am totally frustrated with the student photographers. They don't understand how to document an event. The only thing I got back from the music tour was extremely close pictures of the same 4 girls' faces!!! Grrr...

Today is 100 days until graduation. Where'd the year go??? The seniors decorated the ad building by putting balloons in the halls and writing all over every glass surface in the building with glass markers.

My door had a special message for me. "I want a donut Carrie."

I foolishly agreed to drive some kids to O'Charley's for lunch today. I don't even want to eat there. Maybe I'll get a grilled cheese sandwich like I always did eating out with Rick & Beth.

Yesterday I took a random picture out the window of the back of the ad building. Cars from R to L: Richard, Nikie, JP, Luane, Don, Michael P., me, and the plumbers' vehicles.

Jaclyn's headed here this afternoon for a scrapbooking/Hermitage extravaganza. Don't you wish you were here? I'm sure more pictures will follow.

a good time was had by all . . .

Jaclyn, Hollie, and I at the birthday lunch at Olive Garden Friday. We were celebrating 3-for-1: Hollie, Brooks, and Ryan.

Kim Hinck (sp?) was our server. She went to school with Ryan and remembered it was his birthday, so she and the staff sang to him without us even asking.

Ryan got in the all-important basketball time out in the nice weather before setting out for a hike.

Randy and Ryan on the trail to Sunset Rock. We WALKED there.

Some beautiful ice on the trail. I had to go mountain goat style (in my Crocs, mom) to get this shot.

The view from the cold, windy, cold, slippery, cold top.

Jaclyn and Stephanie make friends with a friendly hypo-allergenic great dane statue.

For Grant and Stephanie: el puente que camina

Downtown Chattanooga - the points of the aquarium sticking up


Who could resist a rousing game or two of Ukranian Manners? Stephanie yanks the pen away from Mary Jane then Jaclyn rolls frantically, looking for a 1 or 6.

But the winner of both games was Ryan. I guess I should have sat on the stealing side to slow him down some. Jason wasn't fast enough.


The real entertainment of the weekend was Ryan's bongo board that Dr. Sloan gave him. We all gave it a shot. I only wish we had a picture of Stephanie, because I'm not sure how she fell the way she did! I did fly off once, but only once. It was really fun. I even tried to steal it from Ryan, but unfortunately it fit in his suitcase. =(

We really should become Southern sweatshirt models. I'll take one in every color.