So, by popular demand, here is a photo of me in "the red dress". It isn't the best photo. It was taken by my youngest, who subsequently developed a fever, and wasn't really "in" to the photo session at the time. Additionally, it was after a long day at work, I'm pretty wrinkly, and I wouldn't let her photograph me full length because of my gross swollen foot. (Wow - quite a sales pitch, no?) In any case, here I am:
In other news, I lost the election. It was close, and all I've heard since is a lot of really supportive stuff from my colleagues. Given my ambivalence, I'm totally ok with the outcome. The only REAL bummers from it are that I won't get to work with the Dean as I was hoping (she is an amazing woman who I want to learn from) and I won't get all the experiences across the college with colleagues either. Truly, the good stuff outweighs the bad, especially since I'm going to write the Dean and ask her if she'll be a more formal mentor for me, and I can just ramp up my committee work to make up for the other lack.
I'm really ok with it, though in all honesty, I was surprised. I guess I shouldn't be though, I didn't make a single phone call or "campaign" at all beyond my talk and the copy of my talk that went out. It is all good. More time for workouts and family!
"N", my friend's son with the brain tumor is AT HOME!!! We won't know until next week whether it was cancer or not, but for now, he's home. He had a tumor the size of lemon (according to the doc) removed from his head in a 5 hour surgery on Thursday, and he is already doing well enough to go home. I'm amazed. He was at CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) and it was apparently an amazing place. I'm doing a serious happy dance for N and his whole family!
My weight - ehhhh it is a big BLAH! I'm going nowhere. I probably need to do something different, but for the moment, I'm not up for it. I'm PMS'ing for certain (next week is Flo's ETA) and honestly? I feel so good (physically, not emotionally - note the PMS...), I don't give a flying flip about the scale and my weight. I'm in a size 6 of my favorite catalog brand (just got two new skirts and they fit perfectly!) I have lots of energy, and can lift things like a mo-fo. I'll renew my efforts in a few weeks when the semester is over. I'll be basically insane until then anyway.
And there is that red dress - in the closet for probably 4 years? Now, it might be a little big. :)