Wow! It's Been 10 Years!

So I'm sitting here at 10:22 on Thursday night...

I've watched Survivor, Grey's Anatomy (of course!), and CSI, which I recorded on my DVR. And tonight I finally felt brave enough to watch the Steve Irwin Memorial Service, which I recorded on my DVR in September. (Presented without commercial interruption, I've noticed. Hooray for Animal Planet!) Now I finally know who The Wiggles are...

I'm still shocked about his death and feel for Terri and his family. But Kelly Clarkson is still alive, so at least Will didn't jinx her with his comment. (At least, not yet.) Either that or someone has heard your prayers and good thoughts for the Grammy-winning songbird. No matter what, she is lucky.

So I'm heading to bed after I finish watching this sad, but powerful tribute to such an energetic and enigmatic man.
And I need a good night's sleep, because tomorrow I'm taking a road trip.

Where am I going, you ask? Well, I am heading up to the town where I attended college. This weekend is Homecoming, and also my 10 year reunion! (Oh my gosh, am I that old already?!)

I will be staying with one of my college roommates, and we are going to have a blast! We are heading to a bunch of 10 year reunion stuff and the Homecoming parade. We are not going to the football game. We'll probably end up shopping at the mall. To which Will would roll his eyes and say, "Typical girls."

Okay. I have to say, I went to Concordia College in Moorhead, MN. (Across the Red River from Fargo, ND.) The Home of the Cobbers. Yes. Our mascot is a big cob of corn. But not just any cob of corn. We just got a new costume of our mascot, which I've read is easier to move around and maneuver in. (How on earth does one maneuver within a costume of a corn cob, anyway?) Our 2006 Homecoming theme is, "Fear the Ear." Apparently they are handing out T-shirts with that slogan, and I intend to get my hands on one.

I expect to run into ex-crushes, ex-boyfriends, friends I've lost touch with, and one ex-crush who turned out to be gay. (I had "stolen" some of his campaign posters for Freshmen officer [or something like that] and plastered them all over my dorm room. Of course he didn't know that. But my roommate didn't appreciate that. At a party after we graduated, he admitted that he knew that I had a crush on him freshman year. He assured me that if he had been straight, he would have asked me out. I prefer to believe that.)

Anyway, I met RobbieMax singing in the Concordia Choir. We were a choir tour romance, destined for failure. (Or so people thought.) But almost 13 years later, we are still as madly in love now as we were when we first got together. And Will is the most loved, luckiest kid on the planet.

Okay, enough mushiness. I'm going to have fun reconnecting with old friends this weekend. And I'm also going to enjoy sharing my career successes with these friends. Yes. I'm going to brag, just a little bit. Being an editor is better than being a Broadway star. Of course, there's no chance for a Tony Award, but the personal satisfaction is worth it. (Uh-huh.)

Bindi Sue just read her speech. Watching her little finger move across the page as she read and kept her place was one of the sweetest things I've ever seen. She is going to be Steve's Legacy. The wildlife is very lucky to have such a small, but powerful and passionate champion.

And on another note - after tonight I am tied for FIRST PLACE in my Survivor pool at work! Yay me!

It's now 11:12. I need to go to bed. (Hey! I didn't know that Justin Timberlake had ever met Steve Irwin!)

G'night, mates. I'll post about my reunion when I get back.