First of all.. I am in SHOCK over the number of people who have not heard of peanut flour.
Well, let me be real. Until I became engulfed in the blog world, I had never heard of it either. Actually, there are quite a few things that I had never heard of/never thought of eating on a daily basis… until this healthy living community came and amped up my life!
I’m not gonna lie – I feel super pressured to create some out of this world recipes.. so I am going to coop myself up in the kitchen this weekend (weather permitting.. IE – if it is gorgeous out.. your watering mouths are going to have to hold off for a little bit longer) and try and whip up something superb!
Let’s cross our fingers that I don’t crumble under the circumstances.
Yesterday, while I was monotonously punching out the letters of the “Our Future is So Bright We Need to Wear Shades” bulletin board.. (btw.. did you notice I ran out of a few letters?) I become blog-spired.
Blog-spired. Yes. I thought of a fabulous idea for a mini-series that I will do every once in a while.
In a Throwback Thursday post, I will bring you back in time – well, back in my time anyway.. and give you the inside look of what my life was like at the chose point in time.
Today’s point in time:
SENIOR YEAR IN COLLEGE.
Every May since I have graduated (golly gosh, has it really be 3 years already! yikes) I get sentimental feelings… reminiscing about my final weeks of college. See, at Fairfield, they do a lot of “Senior” events – a week long shin-dig.. called “Senior Week”
Since Fairfield is a small school – just about every senior participates. There are events every day – for a week – leading up to the infamous graduation day. I say infamous.. because once it is over.. there is a feeling like.. “Okay.. Now what? Do I really need to move back home to my parents?” (LOVE YOU MOM & DAD!)
Before we get deeper into senior week, let me take you on a picture walk through my senior year of college.
The Grape. The one hot spot for seniors. One of the few places that you legit needed to be 21 to get into. I like kissing air.
Which included far to many red and green jello shots…
One of the greatest things ever! So special.. that my bff was down from UMASS to watch a few games with me. She went to the parade in NYC – and met Matthew McCoughnhey
Some rough patches in life during February of my senior year…led to some silly hair dying experiment. I actually kept it brown for just over a year.. but then realized that BLONDE was where I belonged.
I also spent a lot of the spring semester of my senior year traveling to UMASS to see this hottie. I had isolated myself from a lot of my friends at Fairfield as the result of a controlling and jealousy filled relationship. This led to a downward spiral of restricting and binging. But once I was feeling good enough to get out there – I felt awkward just rejoining my group of friends. I eventually learned there was no reason to feel like this. My friends LOVED to see me out and about again.
Fairfield seniors had the option of living off campus – on the beach. I couldn’t afford it.. so I lived on-campus in an apartment. I don’t regret it thought. I loved the apartment.
Ridiculous poses with great friends. I think I was going for the fish jumping out of water look..
And then it was time to celebrate our four years of acheivement!
From formal dances (at the same place where I had my senior prom…)
To outdoor picnics (at the same place where I had my 8th grade field day..)
To family dances, pub nights, wine and cheese tasting.. anything involving alcohol (including a brunch with mimosas) is how we went out in style…
All of this culminating.. in one final walk!
Now, I obviously didn’t get to put that cap and gown on but just partying my way through school. In fact, it was quite the opposite. I rarely went out. The pictures that I showed you– pretty much sum it up. I went out far more often as a sophomore and junior.. but life was really taking a toll on me senior year.
To make up for how I was feeling – I did an indpendent research project in pscyhology on autobiographical memories.. which took up 50% of my free time. Another 40% when to the part time job I was holding down at a local law firm. I worked 25 hours a week. So – I only had 10% of my free time left – and more often then not.. I was at the gym – not partying.
Might I have done things differently in college if I did it again? Perhaps. But you know what.. it made me who I am today.. a strong and beautiful woman with my head on straight – and tons of goals and dreams that I am still working towards!
A big shout out to 2008 graduates.. 3 years since we’ve been done. Where does the time go?!