Monthly Archives: July 2011

Facebook, bridging the generational gap

I just stood over my mom’s shoulder as she checked her Facebook. It was interesting.

She made a Facebook a couple of years ago when she was planning to attend her Ben Franklin High School reunion in New Orleans; her friends were making them and putting up pictures to catch people up on what they had been up to. Naturally, my dad followed suit. I refused to “friend” them for a long time, but I eventually got over it. It took my brother a little longer…

Anyway, I had to laugh at the things that she and all her Facebook friends post. Whereas I always sign into Facebook to be greeted with a news feed laden with pictures from parties, vacations, and study abroad adventures, my mom’s news feed is full of pictures of gardens. She enthusiastically showed me pictures of heirloom tomatoes, artichokes, and grapes from the backyards of her friends from Louisiana to California. Hilarious.

I didn’t think that I would like being friends with my parents because I thought it might be weird, but I do. I can see their pictures from their adventures now that they’re “empty-nesters” (which, by the way, are extensive… I thought they would be sad, but they have been taking off to Florida, Costa Rica, and cruises to Mexico like it’s FUN being empty-nesters) and it keeps me entertained from time to time.

So if your parents want to be Facebook friends with you and you haven’t yet accepted, do it. You don’t want to miss out on all the pictures of produce, now, do you???


One giant thing off the summer checklist…

Tonight, I submitted my dental school application.

I have agonized over it for a month now. It takes a while, and I was taking it in very small pieces at a time. And tonight, it is finished and submitted.

It is a very strange feeling to have it out of the way, the same feeling I had when I was studying for the DAT (the MCAT, but for dental school) and the same one I had after I took it and happily got my scores. It’s this strange feeling that something you have thought about and talked about for years is actually upon you, or, even better, out of the way. Maybe you felt/feel this way when you were/are applying to colleges (I didn’t so much, at least not near as much as I do now), but it really is a crazy emotion.

Now, I wait. This might be the most agonizing part yet, honestly, but that’s ok. Now I can just wait for further instruction and otherwise clear my mind and enjoy the rest of the summer, which includes another visit from some Millsaps “besties” in a couple weekends. Yay!

Visits from Family

I am finally going to be in one place for more than a week or two this summer. And now, we have company!

Two days after we had a reunion with my dad’s side of the family in Florida, we are having a reunion with most of my mom’s side of the family at home. My aunt, twin cousins, and grandmother are with us. And, just so you know, this is the same grandmother that inspired the “Honesty Zone” story last November after she came to Millsaps with my mom for a day… oh yes…

We have been doing exactly what we love to do when the Montgomery side of the family is here: antiquing. We hit up two big antique malls yesterday and one today; all three were the types that have multiple dealers in one building. There were lots of pieces of distressed furniture, old doors and shutters made into new tables and headboards, and wire form mannequins, and I was in heaven. It made me want a place of my own to decorate. I loooove the country-side, “shabby-chic” look. I was ready to take a can of paint and a power sander to wood furniture I already had.

Even the cousins came with us, and they are 13 year old boys. But they instantly found old comic books and coins to pick through, and one even began haggling with the store clerk on some vintage comics. The other found a coin that was minted in German-occupied France that he bought for $5, only to find out when we got home that it was worth $50. We all had a great time.

Last night, however, our easy-going visit hit a rough patch when the power went out around 4:30 in the afternoon and did not come back on until 9:45 at night. We are in the middle of a heat wave and it is getting above 100 degrees every day. Put those two circumstances together and you get a very uncomfortable evening. We had to leave the house and go play around World Market and get dinner out, hoping we would return to an air-conditioned house, but we were not so lucky. So we lit candles, got flashlights and headlamps, and played charades in the dark. With the exception of the black-out making us, our dogs, and the house very warm, it fell just short of making us very frustrated and bored. Had it been a little longer, or had we not had guests to take our minds off it, we might have ended up in a hotel for the night.

Tomorrow morning, we are taking out the boat. I’m really not sure what I’m going to do when everyone leaves and it is back to the normal day-to-day for the first time since May for me. I’ll have to think up some projects to keep me occupied until it is time to start packing up my things again in August.

Visits from Friends

I haven’t been in touch lately because I was in Florida and could not for the life of me get the Wi-fi to work on my laptop. Twas a great vexation for me.

Not that I would have spent much time on the internet when the beach was just a couple steps away, but I did get the itch to check my email or Facebook every couple of days.

When we drove through Jackson on the way there and back, I realized how much I missed school and my friends. I love being home with my family, but miss the company of other co-eds. Thankfully, some of that distress was lessened by visits from some of those friends!

Last week, one of my best friends came to visit for a couple of days and, best of all, came bearing gifts!! She had sacrificed the neatness of her mother’s kitchen to make homemade macarons, the little cookies that I became completely and utterly obsessed with in France. She had found a recipe online and posted it on another friend’s Facebook wall, which of course I found instantly thanks to both my radar for macaron-related things and my radar for Facebook links…

Oh yes… they do come in all colors and flavors. I could go into the delicious list of my favorites, but I won’t do that right now. It’s too painful for me anyway because they are so far out of reach for me…

Laura made strawberry ones. She confessed that she turned her kitchen into what resembled a flour-bomb battlefield (Anyone else used to fight with flour bombs? Flour tied into a Kleenex and tied with a rubber band? I digress…), and, despite her prowess in the kitchen, I was doubtful she could capture the true magic that is a macaron, but as soon as I bit into it, I flashed-back to Nice. They were so good and the texture was just right (they’re really just made of eggwhites). GOSH I’m talking about macarons a lot.

The real point of this story was to say how nice it was to have a Millsapian at my house. We had a nice reunion before she hopped on a jet and headed for Scotland through the Millsaps geology department for a field study. Yet another one of us studying abroad.

Yesterday night, I got home around 10:30 pm from the beach, and by 11:15, my house was filled with six other friends from school that had come to visit for the weekend. They had been with my roommate doing things around town, trying the local restaurants and exploring places that are supposedly haunted. It is so fun to have your friends from school come to visit so you can take them around to your favorite places. It’s like being a tourist in your own town for a day.