April 22, 2012

All Hail the Seniors

Pretty awesome thing about Agnes? We have scads of traditions. Scads, I tell you. Egad! First-year orientation is basically just memorizing each and every tradition so newbies can be part of the big Scottie family doing all of the Scottie family things. Since I will be an alumnae in just a mere 3 weeks (is this real life?) AND this weekend is alum weekend, I decided to dedicate this post to Agnes Scott. And to the things in which I have thoroughly enjoyed partaking these past four five years. Things that I will do (or sing!) for the rest of my life.

  • The ring. Oh my lawd, the ring. The black onyx ring and becoming part of the Black Ring Mafia is something of a rite of passage at Agnes. The most painful part of the four years at Agnes is having to wait until spring semester of sophomore year to get the ring. I'm sure waiting to get this ring, this prized possession, is way more intense than waiting for a baby to be born. Just sayin'. Love dat ring. While the ring itself is a tradition, the way it is worn is also important. During your time at Agnes, the "ASC" letters face you. At graduation you turn the ring to face the world. Have I mentioned that in 3 weeks I'll be turning my ring to face y'all? 
Hand out, ring out. Standard Ring Ceremony pose.

  • Hub Sing. I could never accurately describe the happenings and emotions of a Hub Sing in a way that would make a non-Scottie understand and appreciate it. Here is my try: Students and alums and Trustees and President Kiss and staff and faculty gather around the piano in the Hub and sing old Agnes Scott songs. And merrily drink. Song example:
I'm a twidley twat from Agnes Scott and I go with a boy from Tech
He took me to the Varsity and taught me how to neck.
He filled me up with liquor, he filled me up with beer
And now I am the mother of a helluva engineer.

So basically, that sums it up. I think you probably now understand just how amazing this is. If not, feel free to stop by and sing with us sometime. Or keep reading those lyrics out loud. Hey-oh! He filled me up with liquor!

"Filled me up with beer!"

  • Honor System. Here at Agnesland, we run by a honor code. This Honor pledge is signed in blood during first year Orientation. The huge scrolls then are hung in the classroom building to remind students that they are responsible to living honorably. This honor code unfortunately does not apply to the real world. However, while I am here for several more weeks I will leave my phone and my wallet and my life and small children at my table while I walk away and when I come back 3 hours later my phone and wallet and life and that small child will still be there! So cool!
Happy Scotties after signing the Honor Code.

  • Ringing the bell. We Scotties know how to party. And there is no party like celebrating a new job or grad school admittance. Instead of telling the world/City of Decatur with our voices, we tell them with a bell ring. Oh yeah, and you get to sign your name in the bell tower. Excuse me, I mean give the bell tower wall your autograph. I'm autographing and ring ring ringing that bell on Friday, eeee! Jobs! Grad school! Party! Ring!
That's my roommate ringing the bell like a boss last Friday.

There are about 136 (or possibly 137) more Agnes Scott traditions, but this is a good introduction for those of you who think we prance around drinking tea with our pinkies out while wearing gloves. (We only do that on Sundays...). 

Now, what's a Yippee! It's MLE tradition? Oh, that's right. Getting scads of comments on the posts. Go forth and comment!

April 13, 2012

Freaky Friday

What magical happenings will this Friday the 13 bring? 

Glad you asked. Let me tell you. 

1) One month from now I will be a college graduate. This time last year I didn't know which end of my life was up, so to speak, and here I am now. Got a gown in my closet and a mortar board...erm somewhere. See? Magic! This last month of school is so unnecessary. I'm like You want me to write what paper? You do realize I'm about to graduate and can't be worried with such things, right? 

2) I can't think of a good second point for this list. So let's just pretend there is something really awesome written here and you just can't imagine how a second point could contain so much awesomeness. Voila! Wait, I just thought of something. We flash mobbed the dining hall yesterday. There, awesome.  

3) My last performance(s) at Agnes is this weekend. Hey-oh! Come and see me dance-o! I am not kidding when I say that we have rehearsed our tail feathers off for this show. We literally have no tail feathers. Come and see tonight. Or tomorrow night. Or Sunday afternoon. Because we have worked really hard and my body has really disliked me and we have lived on ice and heating pads and who in their right mind would read my blog and not come see me perform? I mean, crazy. That's almost like reading my blog and not commenting on it. Wait, what? It would be magical if you all would come hit up Studio Dance Theatre with some lovin'.

oh lawd have mercy, too much greatness in one photo collage.

See all your magical faces there!

April 6, 2012


I have not posted in a hot minute and I sincerely apologize. I always thought no one read my blog, but then I had six comments on my last post. SIX! That is 3x more readers than I thought I had! And I know no more than six people read my blog because if they did they would certainly be commenting too... Am I guilt tripping enough yet? Seven comments this time?

While there are many things going on about which I could blog (Herro, one month to graduation!!), I decided to start my food postings. Whoa, I can hear the excitement all the way over here. Good, it IS exciting because today's food/recipe post is about one of the greatest inventions ever...puppy chow.

Quick shout-out of the greatest puppy chow maker ever to walk the face of the earth, Stephanie. This girl, lawd have mercy, she knows how to work the chow until it is beyond perfection. This is a skill that is most needed in life and I don't really see the need for her to complete college since she has the magic puppy chow hands. 

If you don't know what puppy chow is, put on your party pants. And preferably your elastic waisted party pants because it's about to get real fatty/delicious up in here. 

Step 1: Call Stephanie and beg her to make some puppy chow.
Step 2: Melt an entire stick of butter. Do not listen to other recipes that tell you to use less. Paula and Steph are in agreement about this step. 

Step 3: Combine the chocolate and pb to melt. Do not let anyone other than Steph stir the two because she combines and melts everything perfectly. And can do two pots at once. See, I told you she's magical.

Step 4: Pour chocolate into the chex cereal. Shake. Once again, no one else can shake and cover every single chex square like Mizz Pup herself. 

Step 5: Pour 5x more powdered sugar than your common sense tells you and shake away. Shake until your arms burn more than after using a shake weight. Shake what your momma gave you. Shake until the sugar has not only coated every single chex square, but also until the sugar has dispersed evenly into every hole in the chex squares. 

Step 6: Eat. All. Of It. 

Oh my sweet goodness, I'm drooling. Side note: Sorry this recipe is so healthy (Puppy Chow is healthy for the SOUL, okay?). I'll try to find a legit junk food recipe next time. For now, cherish these magical crunchy squares of perfection and joy. And cherish that award winning puppy chow girl named Steph. 


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