I did some sobbing after the senior breakfast while I was alone in the bathroom, and had some tears running down my face when he and Lucas left our family pre-graduation dinner at Jerusalem Cafe to get set up, but I was oddly emotion-less at the actual ceremony. (Could've been the 3 antsy kids sitting in front of us drinking Capri Suns and eating purple suckers.) An added bonus was that Lucas played the drums with the school band, and of course the song was Pomp and Circumstance, or as Lucas thinks it's called, Pompous Circumstance.
One other fun thing was that I volunteered to be a chaperone for the "don't go out drinking, stay here in the gym and be sober" party afterwards, which involved a hypnotist making these kids do the craziest things for over an hour - that was something! We're still waiting for videos of the valedictorian ripping off his shirt while dancing to make it onto YouTube...including the valedictorian himself, who can't remember anything. Good stuff.
So after moping around the house all weekend being depressed, I started call this week, but decided since I finished early that I should cook dinner. Pinterest sent me a timely email about quick dinners, so Drew, Lucas, and I whipped this up after a trip to the grocery store:
If you know me well at all, aren't you proud of me for cooking this?! And it tasted delicious! Okay, you just cook a pound of bacon, boil your pasta then throw in the broccoli, heat up your Bertolli alfredo sauce, shred some Publix rotisserie chicken and crumble up the bacon into it, and toss it all in a dish. Didn't leave too much of a mess for Dean to clean up...
Alright, anybody else have a depressing graduation story? Or a great pasta dish that I can't destroy?
