100 days...

So today marks 100 days pregnant.
Not that this is any particular milestone, it just made me remember back to my senior year of HS when 100 days before commencement the headmistress would hold a dinner/picnic to celebrate our coming graduation. It was a good picnic, I have pictures of me on a hammock at the headmistress's house cozied up with her black and white mongel mutt (he was a cute thing, and I was VERY VERY pet deprived at boarding school) I have pictures of 10 of my closest friends piled into a red picnic table on the lawn eating dirt. The head of the kitchens made us that special dessert in hand painted flower pots-- which we got to keep-- with gummy worms and edible REAL flowers-- there is something funny about girls at 17 and 18 dangling pudding coated worms to eat and it makes me smile to remember how young we were and how everything was soo exciting back then. I still keep in touch with some of those gals... not too often any more, but thinking back on senior year and those last 100 days-- I know I was a pretty lucky kid to be able to be in a place like that and make all the nutty wonderful friends I did. I'm lucky in that my HS does all the arranging for alumnae events, and they are VERY good at it-- so we all still have current addresses and twice a year updates on where and what we are all up to. I'm hoping that some of us may be able to get together at Thanksgiving to go watch some of that demented basketball known as Brownie-Spider.

Grad school goes on and on with no predictable end, so there is no "100 days" dinner in sight for this period... but that's just the way it is, plus I think a lot of the people I know in grad school would not be as entertained with "dirt" as a dessert (all the sadder for them!)