My favorite memory.
That's hard, as I have quite a few of them.
I think the one that immediately comes to mind is the day I got the title of "Dr." added to my name.
That was one of the biggest goals I've ever accomplished.
I'm not going to write about it. I wrote about it all, and I mean, I wrote about ALL of it on the 10 year anniversary of my Ph.D.
But the most interesting part of it, something we still laugh about, was the acknowledgements of my dissertaion:
I excerpted a little of the 3 pages of the, uh, "hood-like" shout outs here, from the above blog post:
My acknowledgments were a whole different story... My professor was reading it, would look up at me over his glasses in disdain, read, look up at me like I was crazy. I'd sit there and smile like Celie!
My acknowlegments were REAL hood and funny!
"I'd like to thank my girl Weenie for letting me stay with her when I was homeless!"
"I'd like to thank my girl Dr. K. Gal, you know we use to do our Bitch and Beer Tuesdays and bitch and moan and cry!"
"Thanks Auntie Joyce and Uncle Shawn for selling me that Nova. I love that car!!"
"My homegirl Lady T-double-EE, thanks for your support!!"
"I'd like to thank my man, Oldboy."
"I'd like to thank my cats, the ever so cosmopolitan Jeremy Girard, and the thuggish ruggish kitty Oscar-Tyrone- who'd attack my printer everytime it started up!"
Yeah, I thanked my cats. LOL.
3 LONG pages of shoutouts! And at the end I put Master P's words in BOLD text!
"Make em say UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!! Naw, naw, naw, naw, NAAAAAWWWWW!"
So if you like, you can go back and peruse that.
Are you ready for the weekend?
I know I am.
Ya'll have a great Friday!
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