My university (Go Cards!) had a reputation as a “party school” because a significant segment of the student population believed that the weekend started on Thursday afternoon. Who ever would have guessed that two score later and on the opposite side of the Atlantic ocean, my Swedish mother-in-law would also believe that the weekend starts on Thursday afternoon? I mean, what are the chances?
I was never one of those students, by the way. I took a full load of courses every term and always had classes on Friday, so partying on Thursday was never an option. Turns out I haven’t really changed much since graduating. The weekend still doesn’t start until Friday night, and sometimes…if it’s been a tough week…not even until Saturday morning.
So I was a little surprised when I learned that my MiL would be arriving today for the New Year’s weekend. Especially since I didn’t find out about it until last night. Which is why I’m seriously contemplating not one but several very tall gin & tonics right now even though I have to go to work in the morning.
It’s the college experience I never had all over again.