9-30-08 Week Five Tuesday

So today was the day of the Tracy K. Smith reading. I had in my day planner: "Tracy reading look decent" but i woke up from a delicious nap at threeish and had to run to get to TCNJ in time. So I ended up no make up, no shower, in my sweats, like always. I did put a hair bow in, I buy the little girl ones ,which I think look ADORABLE and my boyfriend thinks look creepy, like I want to be a five year old again. I'm addicted to children's clothes, I actually just bought a onesie for fat children (size 16 who knew?) that fits amazingly and is fleece with little monkeys and hearts on it..and its a REAL onesie like with the zipper and the booties with little pads on the feet so I don't slip. I am so adorable. I'm too much.

But on to Tracy, who I must say looked Very fashionable herself, she was rocking awesome Frye motorcycle boots which I'm just a teeny bit to tall to pull off. But Tracy def. did.
So when I got down to the library basement there was the whole PR group scuttling around with food and cakes and, thinking about having to cook, I was immediately relieved to be in the Author group. Inside, students and faculty started to fill up the room and soon Tracy walked in to a round of applause. Duncan gave a awesome but very, um, effusive introduction that Tracy totally took the right way, thank god, and then the reading began. It was short and sweet and wonderful. Afterwards everyone asked questions and I got really nervous that the questions were not smart/sharp/witty enough but, once again, she understood her audience and appreciated our effort.

Afterwards in the "reception" there was a terribly awkward moment where Dr. Carney literally dropped Smith off with me saying something like, "OH here is one of the students now" and then puttering away. Alone and unprepared I shook her hand thanked her at least twenty different ways and then nodded my head and made those awkward facial expressions we all do when you run out of things to say. Then I told her my sister lived in Brooklyn, like that is at all interesting, who doesn't have a sister living in Brooklyn? No, but seriously it was good. And I think she appreciated all the work we did for her reading even if it did come off a little "home-made" I mean were undergrads not professionals she knows this.
Everything in life is a growing experience so we can only do better for Beckman who I am really going to get dressed nicely for-seriously no sweat pants- and deodorant-and eyeliner- I promise ;)