The Day Before

There’s no way I’m old enough for this.

Grad is graduating from grad school tomorrow.  She’ll have a master’s degree in English and, in a few more months, be headed off to seek her PhD in Oregon.  Where did the time go?

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Nevermind the younger years, it was just yesterday I was crying because she was 18 and there were still so many things I wanted to do with her, and so many things I wanted to teach her, but the time was up.  Now, she’s more than half way through her 20s–overnight.

Honestly, when I moved to the middle of Texas, I expected my kids to be able to find a life and career close to home.  I mean, Texas is a big state after all, and I settled smack dab in the middle of it.  Just try to get out of here!  But they did.

The first two to move out are moving directly from home to out-of-state dreams, and out-of state loves, and out-of-state lives.  I guess I achieved the goal of raising functional adults.  Yay, me!  I’m not sure I’m enough of a functional adult for all this space between me and my first babies.

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So, what do we make to eat tomorrow to celebrate the big day?

Dinner is already decided.  Grad wanted spicy breaded chicken so I’m making a recipe from an alphabet cookbook I use when my kids are learning to read, along with mashed potatoes and a side salad.

But what to make for snacks and for dessert?  I’ll browse my ideas board over on Pinterest and see what we come up with.

Okay, back–briefly.  Baby needs sleep and so do I, but so far we are having tortilla chips with homemade Tomato Jalapeño Salsa and Easy Guacamole — Baker; Cheesy Pepperoni Pizza Sticks with marinara — Chef; and Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana Bites — Fire and Hero.  There will be dessert, too.  And a guest.  And…

…time to go to bed!

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