Sisters

I'm an only child.

So the only sisters I have are the ones I pledged allegiance to in college. That oath was taken 13 years-ago in Dallas as a Tri-Delt at Southern Methodist University.

I have to admit I wasn't the best Tri-Delta in the house. For some reason Monday evening chapter meetings became difficult for me. I was either working or involved in some new internship. My senior year I went inactive and after graduation I lost track of most of my sisters as I began moving around the country.

SMU Delta Delta Delta house

It wasn't until I was living in New York City that I found that one of my pledge sisters was working at a law firm there. I contacted her, and she said a group of seven to twelve of SMU Deltas get together once a month in the city for dinner and that I should join. I've been involved in their group for about two months now. I have great fun announcing when I have a "Dallas Delta Dinner." It is difficult to coordinate schedules, a little more than when we were college gals, so we miss a month here and there. We also try to some other fun outings.

Here we are a few years ago at Silverman's Farm in Easton and

at  Jones' Family Farms   in Shelton. Hey girls, its almost pumpkin pickin' time again! Let's Go!

On our trip to Connecticut we also ate brunch at the River House Tavern in Westport.

Now I'd like to congratulate one of my pledge sisters who is in all of the above pictures, Betsy Wilson.

She and her husband Doug, who also went to SMU, just had a beautiful baby boy, Griffin. They live in Fairfield County.

Does this make me an aunt?

Is It Monday Yet?

Large letters across the billboard read "Is It Monday Yet?"  Not until you get closer can you see the small ESPN logo, realizing its an ad for the cable sports network's Monday night football coverage.

However it makes me smile every time I see it.

Its common to hear people say "I hate Mondays"  or "Thank goodness it's Friday!" or even "It's humpday, we're half way through the work week!"

But to be excited over Monday is a different psychology.

I was considered a lunatic when I professed on the air that Monday was my favorite day of the week. Paul Piorek quipped back, "I'm calling Bellevue because you're crazy!"

Hating Monday didn't begin with us work-obsessed Americans. Here is a quote from English writer Charlotte Bronte's novel, "Shirley," published in 1848.

"Something real, cool and solid lies before you; something unromantic as Monday morning, when all who have work wake with the consciousness that they must rise and betake themselves thereto."

While I don't see Monday as romantic, I see it as a new beginning. Its the start of the week. Think of all the things you can accomplish in the upcoming week. And you have time to get them done. Plus, if you are a bit slow to get started on Monday, the old apologetic, "it's Monday" excuse always works! Yet if I start the week dreading the week, each ensuing day seems worse.

I'm happy to see ESPN promoting Monday as a day to look forward to. (Though I'm sure Bronte wouldn't agree with me because she probably wouldn't see Monday Night Football as romantic.) But with Monday as a "start the week right" and "night to look forward to" day, Wednesday as "we've almost made it, we're halfway through the week" day, Thursday the "early start of the weekend" day, Friday of course as "TGIF," the only day left to worry about is Tuesday.

Will we make it through?

It really is coincidence that I do my What's Bugging You report on Tuesdays. So whether its "terrible Tuesday" that bugs you, or anything else, let me know. Send an email!