Sorority Life

I am not, nor have I ever been in one. I am, however, learning quite a lot about… well not sororities but about college aged girls. Yep, quite a lot. For instance, tonight I learned:

1. 40 or so girls in a house can up the temperature by about 30 degrees. (That would have come in handy a month or 2 ago when it was below freezing!)

2. Girls are loud. (Well I already knew that but it was confirmed. Strongly.)

3. I am much better off not knowing what goes on in sorority life. There is a reason they have their secrets.

4. My daughter has an entirely new family tree with bigs, grand-bigs, littles and grand-littles. I’m not quite sure what that makes me. Somehow I suspect I probably don’t want to be on that family tree.

Steve wasn’t in a fraternity. He was, however, a Basselin. You wouldn’t think something having to do with seminarians would be anything like a fraternity, would you? Well we’re not talking Animal House but they did have their traditions.

These were all alluded to, the traditions. I have no real information. All I know is one time Steve came home during a school break with an enormous crucifix. He said something about being the guardian of it or some such role. I never saw such a dusty, dirty crucifix in my life so I had to clean it. I bet those Basselins never saw it looking so good as when Stephen brought it back.

Junior year for Theresa is winding down. Whatever will I do for entertainment when she’s all done with college?