You must be just bursting at the seams with pride Kate!! ... Good for the lad!!

Linkmeister’s maxim:  A modicum of self-doubt can be a good thing, but don’t overdo it.

NHS, huh?  Good on yer, mate!

Poor lad. He really gets himself in a tither about these things! Tell him I said congratulations, and a good pat on the back.
A is confident she did excellent. School here is so much easier than the classes she had to take in CA. Its almost boring for her. I just tell her pfffft, could we all be so lucky lol.

You know, Jennifer, after we have these two kids launched at the end of next year, I think we owe ourselves a well-deserved celebratory bender. I recall both of them sitting at your dining room table working on homework and being totally defeated by what their teachers said and the difficulties they had with Math and Reading. Had we not fought every step of the way, I can’t imagine where they’d be now. It always felt like it was us vs. the superior judgement of the school. So much for their superior judgement.

Way to go, lad!!

I think NHS still carries with it a good bit of cachet, though it’s tough to compare to ancient times. 

I was chosen for NHS as a junior, which earned me the right to be an usher for the graduation of the class ahead of mine.  It’s the one and only time in my life that I’ve worn a tuxedo.

Mainly, he was working for the NHS as an add-on to his college qualifications. It won’t look too shabby sitting there on his list of accomplishments.

And he has one tux-wearing behind him already (prom). ;)

After posting my comment, I was hoping that no one would pick up that I’d just outed myself as such an ultra-loser that I didn’t go to the prom.

You’re way too sharp to miss something like that.

Well see, you saved yourself the horror of having to admit, years later, that you wore a baby-blue tux to the prom. If I recall (and oh I do) that was quite in vogue back in the day. I have pictures to prove it.

But no, no outing implied. Lots of the guys didn’t rent tuxes because it was too establishment. 

I had a white tux and a rented electric-blue Dodge Charger or Duster or something.  Don’t even ask me what my date wore, though. 

Alright...here’s the big question...what color were your shoes???

An electric blue Dodge Charger, huh? Wow, your date, whatever she wore, went in style. That’s pretty cool! One of my old bf’s had ‘74 gunmetal grey Dodge Charger. I even got to drive it. I loved driving that thing. It was a fun change of pace from my itsy bitsy MG.

Shoes? Gosh, I dunno.  Black, I suppose.  I’m trying to remember why I had a rental car.  We had a 65 Buick Special which would have been acceptable transport (now, the 62 Valiant with the push-button transmission we previously had...).  I wonder if it was a special gift to me, since we left town to move 8,000 miles three days after graduation.

Heartiest of congrats to the lad.  Well done indeed!  But congrats to you, too, Mom.  He didn’t get where he is today without you! :D

This is well after the fact, but thanks so much for pointing me in the direction of inks and pens for lefties.  I’ve been back to that site numerous times for a good drool.  Thus far I’ve resisted the temptation to order everything on offer, but it’s only a matter of time before I succumb and order at least one lovely pen and a collection of ink to go with it!!

Oh yes. I think we are very deserving indeed! It will be an adults only graduation party lol. I remember those afternoons very painfully thankyouverymuch. Trying to encourage the two of them that they could do it if they put their heads together and helped each other. All while I had about five other kids running around under my feet and theirs lol. Oh, gawd I so don’t miss those days! Shivers!
And what the heck is pecksniff? LOL.

After thought. Ok so what do you think I should shoot for after the other two finally graduate? Oh and I just had to do the math didn’t I. Ouch, BC doesn’t graduate until 2013 LOL! I am thinking Venice, Greece, Paris. For like at least a month or three. Dear gawd, I don’t think I can last that long.

Jennifer, go back to school yourself.  That way you’d have the same stress but you could self-direct it.