George W. and Scuffed Shoes

This post is a week late, but better late than never! Last Thursday, I got the opportunity to attend the University of Mobile's Leadership Banquet. The set-up was beautiful, and the turn out was great. It was all wonderful...especially the speaker.

George W. Bush.

I'm officially a big fan. I already was, but this up-ed his stats in my heart. He was funny, entertaining, down to earth, and all other good things. I did not get to meet him...He ate at the table front and center, and I ate at the table FAR back and WAY to the left. I was in the same room with him, however, so that's good enough for me. Although I did not get to meet him, I was able to get close to his table...

Yes...my hand was on his place setting. Here's a closeup...

Yes it kind of looks like George W. Blush, but I promise it's Bush. 

Anyhow, picking out my outfit for my first experience of being in the room with a former president was quite a dilemma. First, I had to pick out my outfit several days in advance. For anyone who knows me well, you know I had a hard time with that. I firmly believe that it is my "prerogative" to change my mind...at least that's what I'm told. I picked out my outfit at school, and then realized my closed toed black pumps were at home....dun dun duuun. Fortunately, I went home for Sony Star class last Tuesday, so I was able to get them then. However, there were a lot more beat up than I remembered...(Mom, have you been using and abusing my pumps?!) 

See, I've had these pumps since my senior year of high school. I got them for Homecoming...let's reminisce, shall we? :)

 Notice the shine of my shoes...oooh...ahhh...shiny...

You can't see my shoes here, but I just like this picture with my Daddio.

Back to the shoes...

As you can see they're pretty scuffed up...

What's a girl to do?! 10:45 PM the night before the banquet...no shoe polish...no time the next day to buy any...quite the dilemma...

Naturally I did what any girl would do in such a situation...I got out my black Sharpie.

Yes...I colored in my black pumps. I had to do something! I was going to be in the same room with George W!

Before

After

 Granted, they do have a purple/bluish tint where the sharpie was, when you're standing up, no one can tell...

Good as new!

Now, in my family we like to make fun of each other because we pick the most random times to do things. For instance, changing the pictures in picture frames 5 minutes before we're supposed to leave for Wesley's college graduation. I, however, did not pick a random time to fix my shoes. I chose a time when I should have been doing something else. Something important. Something that was due at 12 that night. Something called homework.

I began my homework at 11:25, thinking it would only take me 10 minutes based on past experience with that class...WRONG! A friend came in at 11:48 and started talking to me, and I never looked up from the computer or quit typing. So I finally finished at 11:52...with time to spare!

I've been told I'm like a vegetable cooker...I work better under pressure...:) Ironically enough, I'm now off to do a project that I've been putting off for 3 days...I'm going to plan a music field trip...oh the fun projects of a Music Ed major!

TGIFB...Thank God it's Fall Break. (almost...)

It is almost fall break, which means the semester is half way over, which means I only have 8(ish) weeks left of class in my college career (hopefully), which means I am very happy! Time has definitely flown the last couple months. I hadn't been home all semester until yesterday.

I went home to speak at the Sony Star Class dinner. For those who do not know what that is, please allow me to explain. Sony was my high school's Adopt a School sponsor. We were 1 of 2 schools in the USA who had "Sony Star Class"- a scholarship program in which students turn in portfolios of community, church, and school activities as documentation of what they have done. Sophomores turn in portfolios and they typically choose 12 of those as finalists. Those finalists turn in another portfolio near the end of their senior year, as well as go through an interview process. After that, one student is chosen for the "Sony Star Class scholarship." I happened to be that student in 2007 (and I am able to type this because of the Sony laptop that came with the scholarship!) So last night I went to the dinner and just gave the class of 2012 some advice and encouragement.

Not only was I glad to go see people I hadn't seen since I graduated, but I was also just glad to go home. School isn't hard right now, but it is at times slightly overwhelmingly busy. Vera (my Vera Bradley planner) helps me out, but it was a good treat to go home. PLUS, my brother was home, which is always a rare treat. He actually attended the dinner with me and my mom. Something happened when we walked in that has never happened before. Wesley was "Lindsey's brother"...nobody knew who he was! Everybody knew who I was!? If you know both of us well, you know that our personalities are different. As the younger, I have always accepted the fact that I'm "Wesley's sister". (If he was a terrible person, I'd have a problem claiming it, but for now I'll claim it) 


Not only was he known as "Lindsey's brother"- His nametag read:

HA...I'm saving this forever.


On a different note...while driving to Dothan yesterday, my gas light  came on. Typically I have about 30 miles before I run out, so I figured I'd just wait til I was on my way back to Mobile to fill up. This morning when I filled up, I put 13.5 gallons in my car...that may not seem like alot, but my tank averages about 11.7-12.3....13.5?!?!...I was so shocked that I got out the owner's manual at a red light to see how big my tank was. FYI: it holds 14.1 gallons. I was .6 gallons away from being stranded. Using my mathematical part of my brain, along with much thinking time between Dothan and Mobile, I figured out if I had driven for about 5 more minutes, my car would have died. Thank you, Lord, for strategically placed gas stations.