Whoops for falling off the edge of the universe?
I have a great excuse, though. This past weekend was graduation, and I had parents in town to attend and generally help me get ready for life transitions, not to mention helping my sister get over hip surgery. Also, my sister had hip surgery. And I’m still trying to find a place to live.
So it has been, to put it mildly, a little busy. But hey, now I have a silly hat! And silly robes and stuff. My full regalia makes me looks like a 15th century bishop or royal adviser or something. My German adviser tells me they don’t do regalia in Germany. I guess they got over it in the actual 15th century.
So I graduated! This is an awesome lie: About half the people wearing bishop robes on that stage will defend over the summer, like me. But I’ve been hooded – it feels great, if you’re wondering – and now it feels inevitable, instead of unbelievable. My parents got me a card that made me go RIGHT into happy crying, my wonderful husband got me a new awesome fountain pen, and… and life is really pretty good.
None of this nonsense affects my love of nail polish. I haven’t been too busy to buy it, but I’ve been too busy to use it, which is pretty frustrating. On the other hand, I got to paint my mom’s nails, which was awesome and will probably be a fixture of my future life. Also, I have a bunch of pictures of various PWIs that are just waiting to be posted. So… with apologies, I’m going to just do a massive image dump (next post).
I will make up for it with ducklings eventually.
Oh oh oh and a small editorial change, if anyone cares: PWI posts will no longer have the name of the polish in the title. It’s too restrictive! And the search function works the same either way.