This week marks #3 for the Lunch Club. Every Tuesday, I've been getting together with a couple of friends from Guntersville that are in Tuscaloosa for the summer. We started out at Newk's, then went to Buffalo Phil's, and today I insisted on Hooligan's. Honestly, you can't leave Tuscaloosa without a cheeseburger at Hooligan's (although Laura stubbornly ordered the swiss mushroom chicken... but it looked awesome, I'm going to look over it). Next week, for a our final lunchtime venture, we'll be convening at F.I.G., which is technically in Northport, but that is oh-so-convenient as my Tuesday morning Bible study is in Northport as well.
It looks like it's going to storm at any minute. It's been threatening all day but has held out, save for a few misguided droplets on my walk to the gym this morning, until now. I'm sure the clouds are conspiring to save the big show for when I make the mile-long trek from my car to campus this afternoon. That's just how my luck goes. C'est la vie.
Tomorrow night, Alex and I are going to see David Mayfield Parade at WorkPlay. They were the opening band when we saw the Avett Brothers at Samford, and we've been planning to see them since then (that's pretty long-term planning considering that concert was our second date... but, hey, we made it!). I'm pretty pumped about it. One, I love live music. Two, the band was exceptionally fun to watch. Imagine Zach Galifinakis (I'm CERTAIN I just butchered his last name, but you know who I'm talking about) playing folk music. And dancing. And joking. Very entertaining stuff.
This weekend Boyfriend returns home with me to go to THE wedding of the year in Guntersville. I'm just glad I'm not getting married anytime soon after this wedding. I'll report more on that later. Let's just say it's the place to be this weekend.
Class #2 starts next week. A mini-mester of Statistics. Now, I didn't like Stats my first go-around as an undergraduate, so I don't expect to love graduate level Statistics... especially not condensed into a 4-week span of time. My head spins just thinking about it. This is honestly one of the only classes in my graduate career that I've genuinely worried about.
The moving-home process starts this weekend. The bedroom furniture in my room at home currently is the same bedroom furniture that my parents had when the first married, and it must be moved to make room for the bedroom suit that has accompanied me in my two college towns. So this weekend, I'll be packing up boxes and (hopefully) purging some things that have been hoarded over the past few years in an attempt to simplify my life and start getting organized for moving back in with dear old Mom and Dad-- an event that is scheduled for the end of July. Once I'm moved in and reorganized, I can devote my attention to my last two semesters of grad school: internships and substitute teaching (the subbing part isn't actually part of grad school, but it's the perfect career for the graduate student and I hope to be doing a lot of it in the fall).
The wind is beginning to whistle outside, and the downpour will surely follow... which means I need to get cracking on some reading for class before I inevitably fall asleep to the sound of the rain. I'll miss these nap times one day...
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