A Dingo Would Have Ate My Baby

So before anyone comments on the grammatical inaccuracy of the title, let me provide this justification: although technically it should be "A Dingo Would Have Eaten My Baby", the integrity of the movie reference is only truly maintained if I leave the word "ate" in the quote. So it was a personal choice out of respect for the line made famous by Elaine on Seinfeld ("Maybe the dingo ate your baby!" ha...classic moment...) but first spoken (worded slightly differently, I admit) in panic by the main character of the movie "A Cry in the Dark", played by the illustrious and exceptional Meryl Streep. :)

Ok, so enough of that. Time for a weekend recap (and the eventual explanation of the blog title): Emily came down to visit me at UA from ASU. I picked her up at the Greyhound bus station -- a harrowing experience, to be sure. Everything looked sinister in the poorly lit, run-down area of Tucson (that narrows down the possible locals of the station severely, doesn't it? oy...), and I got hit up for money from poor, slightly off-setting people twice just on the way there. I swear, Tucson is like downtown Phoenix without the uptown part.

So anyway, I picked her up and brought her to the school where she surprised Allison with her visit (Allison's scream made it sound like she had just been maimed in some horrible way) and we spent the remainder of the weekend together. Saturday night we went to see Mamma Mia (my seventh time, Emily's tenth...don't judge) and afterward we headed home in the direction we believed would bring us back through the up-standing area of Tucson that surrounds our campus. Naturally we grew concerned when, after a considerable amount of driving, our eyes were not assaulted by chain-link fences and poorly maintained buildings, but rather darkness and long, lonely stretches of highway. When I finally voiced my concern and we decided collectively to turn around, the first sign we saw was once that said "Tucson - 25 miles". Yes, that's right. Somehow we ended up 25 miles outside of Tucson! To many this would seem a blessing, but since none of us had our passports and we all had to pee, continuing on to Mexico seemed a bad option.

That was not the last time we got lost that evening, and two hours after leaving the theater, we arrived back at the university, which is about 15 minutes away from said theater. The movie line that sprang to mind while driving in the incredible darkness was "The dingo ate my baby!" We were in baby-eating dingo territory, to be sure. It was a very humorous experience, to say the least.

Besides that the weekend was enjoyable but adventure-free. Now I have a HUGE Spanish exam on Wednesday to prepare for, I am continuing the joining process with Phi Alpha Delta (the dry, professional, co-ed, pre-law frat on campus) tomorrow, on Wednesday the group of folks I recently started juggling with will be here and I will hang with them, I only have one class tomorrow so much study will ensue (theoretically...), for those who don't know: I was cast in the small part of Gertrude in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead recently and I am very excited about that...and that's all I can think of at the moment.

I sincerely hope my blogs become more interesting in the near future, but let's not despise small beginnings. :)

I love and miss you all! Talk to you soon!

Verse of the moment: "Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are--yet without sin. Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need."

In Him,
Lindsey