Take THAT Praxis. I'm sorry, but we will never meet again!!

In school with a lot of my speech kiddos we are working on inferences. They have to look at a picture, or the situation in the speech room, and make inferences.

So, what can you infer from the title of my post?

**inferring**

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Well, if you inferred that I passed that Praxis, you would be RIGHT!! Thats right folks, I'm officially a Praxis-Passer. Maybe I'll get a t-shirt that says that, but probably not.

Anyway, as you were. I won't keep you from your day any longer. I just thought that I would share that tiny bit of news with you. I may or may not be celebrating until the end of time now.

Twelve Days: Day 4

On the fourth day since moving, Missouri gave to me...

FOUR PICTURES OF CRAZY-FACED SLPs!

I don't know that I've said this enough, but I am so lucky to have these girls! Its been a long, hard, crazy, fun, awful, awesome, challenging, etc.... two years. At the same time, its been the best two years of my life!

Thanks SLP girlies!!

***PLEASE EXCUSE THE INTERRUPTION***

-------I'd like to interrupt our regularly scheduled program (i.e. 12 days since leaving Missouri) to inform the reader(s?) of an update in my "I'm-sure-I'm-well-on-my-way-to-having-Alzheimer's-by-the-time-I-am-26" claim. If you recall, I have had a few previous posts of stories of my horrible memory. Today it has reached a whole new level of low. Not only did I forget that I did something, after having seen the proof and evidence...I STILL don't remember doing it! Story? Ok.

So, I wouldn't normally tell this story - but....I will...

Thursday night-I decided I would text one of the two friends I have here in Vancouver and suggest that we hang out this weekend. I actually put a lot of thought into whether I would do this or not. In the end, I decided not to-I didn't need to be that desperate I guess. So I didn't text him.

Friday morning, around 10 o clock - I get a text from that friend I decided not to text, saying saying that I could call after work and we should hang out that night (tonight). Whoa!! My thought was, "see what I get for not asking desperate?? Someone asks ME to hang out..." Something about the message made me curious though. So I checked my text message history and found a sent message to him that morning at 8 am. What?! I had suggested that we hang out sometime apparently... When did that happen?! I thought back to that morning at 8 am-I was talking to my mom right up until almost 8...and do NOT remember sending him a text at all. Even after reading the text multiple times, I still did not and do not remember writing or sending it-at all actually?!

We learned in our cognitive disorders class that being forgetful isn't a real problem if you REMEMBER that you forgot. Me, on the other hand, can not even remember when I have the forgotten item sitting right in front of me.

What will become of me??-------------

Twelve Days: Day 3

On the third day since moving (ok you've probably already figured out out its not ACTUALLY my third day since moving. I had this really creative idea to do it on the first 12 days...but we

can just pretend), Missouri gave to me...

THREE AMAZING PICTURES OF MY GOOD FRIEND KYE BROWNING...

This is just one of many amazing shots from Kye at various dances :) His outfits were always fantastic-his dance moves...legendary.

This is exactly what anyone would do with an eyeliner pencil right? I believe his name was Ignacio!

Dear Kye - I'm so excited you are on a mission. I am so sorry that I haven't written you yet. I PROMISE I will soon. Currently, I am busy externship-ing, thesis-ing, procrastinating my thesis, baking from my Amish cookbook, and various other 100% necessary tasks.

Love Dev

(See how creative I am? I snuck in a quick update on my life inside a picture caption. Whoa.)