College

College is going well!

I had a special Friday afternoon date with a younger man:

Red Lobster cheddar biscuits; I believe he ate 6 or 7

Yes, I bribed my son with lunch and a movie to come see us. (Yes, us; Steve was there, too.) When he heard how good we thought Oppenheimer was, he was disappointed that he didn’t get to see it on IMAX with us a couple of weeks ago. I reminded him that he only has one morning class on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, so if he wanted to meet me at the Mall of Georgia to see it on IMAX one of those afternoons, I would be happy to see it again. We found a mutually agreeable day with decent seats available, and when I mentioned it to Steve, he decided to come, too. It was just as good the second time.

We had a great lunch at Red Lobster (Luke’s choice, our treat). We asked plenty of questions, and he had some great stories about his first couple of weeks of class. It sounds like things are going well, and he is settling in nicely. He has a few people he is friendly with, but no true friends yet. That’s okay, it’s only been a couple of weeks. It takes some time for nerdy-types to warm up to others and trust them with their weirdness. (Ask me how I know.) He’s not worried about it yet, and neither are we.

The roommate situation is still up in the air. He doesn’t have one currently (his originally assigned roommate decided at the last minute to live off-campus), but the school is still assigning them from the waiting list. They actually sent out an email to the effect to parents this past week, that if your child still wants/needs a room, you had to confirm with the housing office by September 1, so that you could be assigned to any open slots starting September 5, so he may yet have one. I’m trying not to be anxious about it. I was friendly but not friends with my first roommate (and I HATED her boyfriend), I barely ever saw my second roommate (to the point that I can’t even remember her name), and my third roommate is still one of my closest friends to this day. (My fourth year, I lived in a single-occupancy room with my third roommate down the hall in another single-occupancy room.) So we’ll see how that goes. I don’t necessarily expect them to be best buddies or even to hang out much; I just want them to be compatible enough to be able to live together without resentment or (too much) awkwardness.

“It comes in pints?” says my very large Hobbit

I was not about to make my 3rd trip up to the Mall of Georgia (it’s not exactly close by) in the last month without getting Dippin’ Dots ice cream. It didn’t work out, timing wise, on our two prior recent trips, and I was determined not to let that happen again. I’m not aware of any place near me that sells it, which is probably a good thing. They’ve moved the kiosk from where it used to be at the food court to down one of the bottom floor wings, but it’s still there. I probably haven’t had Dippin’ Dots in 4-5 years, definitely since before the pandemic, so 3 years minimum. It was just as yummy as I remembered. We had only ever gotten the size on the left in times past. I guess there is now a medium (and a large, and a mini, but the one pictured on the right is a medium), which thrilled Luke to no end! Glad we could make him smile before he went back to school. We’ll see him again next weekend for Labor Day; we’ll go down and see my parents since it’s my dad’s birthday. And then we probably won’t see him again (unless he wants to/asks to) until his birthday in early October. Such is life with a college kid.