First round of goodbyes

Yesterday was my last day at the daycare, which is one of my favorite places on all of Earth (see previous blogs entitled "I HEART DCCCC!!!!" or something of the sort). beyond it being sad because it was my last day there, it was also sad because I found out that the director's wife (who has been sick for about the past 3 months with breast cancer) died last tuesday. It was a little shocking because she's had cancer for ten years and only went out of remission around spring break. I adore their whole family, and they've always been incredibly nice to me by inviting me over when i'm on campus for thanksgiving or when nick and emily were in town last we went out for "daycare hazing"... it's also really sad because emily graduates from brown this weekend and they were really hoping that patti could last that long. It always just gets you thinking.... what if that were my mom?

Anyway, so the first round of dartmouth goodbyes didn't go so well. Here's hoping the remaining ones are a little less tramatic...

"The Word of Our Colle"

So my sister Nicolle was asked to do the liturgical readings at her friend Julie's wedding this weekend. For those of you who don't know Catholic mass, every liturgical reading is followed by a saying along the lines of "The Word of the Lord," after which the congregation responds, "Thanks be to God."

For those of you who don't know Nicolle, she's about the least Catholic person Julie could have found to do the readings, save for maybe a Jew.

Put the two together and you get Nicolle's version of the response at the end of the reading:
"The word of an overly-venerated story that has destroyed civilizations, brought to you courtesy of my mouth."

She might not say it this coming weekend, but you can be damned sure that she's doing the readings at my wedding if only in the hopes that she'll pop something like that out.