Miss Priss Heads to College!

Frank Phillips College
Borger, Texas

The Dorm Room!

So here we are.  Miss Priss is ready for College!  I know I know it seems only yesterday she was chasing her softball and a pig.  Now she's old enough for college.  Miss Priss decided on Frank Phillips College in Borger Texas.  Now I know you are asking "where the hell is Borger Texas".  I ask the same one because we were all ready and prepared for her to be about 3 hours away at Blinn.  We were prepared for that.  We had talked to the coach and we were setting on ready.  Then Miss Priss throws us a curve.  She's going to FP in Borger.  See this is why we should never let our kids make their own decisions. Turns out FP is a college in Borger, Texas out by Amarillo.   I live in Texas and have never been to Amarillo.  So here we go.  Miss Priss goes to visit and falls in love with the college.  She is excited.  I'm just trying to get through graduation without killing her.   You know everyone said " what are you going to do now".  Quite frankly I wasn't sure.  We had traveled everywhere playing softball, then high school I followed a big yellow bus to every basketball, softball and anything else she decided to try all over the place.  Then it became running the Livestock circuit but that's about 20 stories all in its self.  So my sweet darling Miss Priss is going wayyyyyyyyyy out to Amarillo to school.  This is the child who didn't spend the night away from home.  I did not really know how this was going to go.

So she gets all Graduated and is excited.  Summer rolls through.  Miss Priss has been buying everything in site that she just has to have for college.  I keep telling her there will not be much room.  Miss Priss is used to having everything to herself.  Just Like My Own has left home and we have Jack but he doesn't take up much space so Miss Priss is just having a princess time.

We start packing.  DH is shaking his head.   We have a box of shoes, a box of jewelry, a box of makeup, and a box of hair accessories.   She has her clothes and all the cool college stuff she has collected.  Her daddy has come to Texas to go with us to take her to college.  He seems very excited.  My hateful self is thinking well hell you lived with her and didn't see kindergarten first day why now.  Then I remind myself he's missed alot and is happy to be going.  On the plus side he can ride with her and listen to her the whole way to Amarillo.

The day has arrived and we are all getting ready to leave.  We are off a little late because DH has court and lets face it someone has to finance the princess.   Our faithful dog "Ruby" who is 17 has been sick.  She is looking really not well.  I had taken her to "Doc" a week ago and he was just trying to get her thru college move out so we would not have to deal with the drama of Miss Priss loosing another companion.  So Miss Priss and her Tennessee real daddy take off.  DH and myself will bring up the rear at a later time.  She says her goodbyes and leaves her little brother ( whom drives her insane and can't wait be be rid of ) in tears.  She's crying and he's crying.  I'm not crying as I've been trying to get her crap ready all day and watch this dog who is dwindling before my very eyes. 

We had decided not to board Ruby.  We thought she would be more comfortable here at home.  Just Like My Own volunteered to come over and stay with her and generally make sure she was OK.  So DH and I are off and its now like 4 p.m. we were supposed to leave at 2 p.m., nothing ever happens on time in our house.
So we are embarking on our journey and we get a long way from home.  We decided to stop and eat in Childress, Texas.  I leave my phone in the car.  We order our food there at the Dairy Queen and DH said "i left my phone in the car should I go get it" .  I tell him " nah we aren't going to be here long what can happen".  You guessed it.  I get back to the car and I have 14 missed calls and DH has 12 from Just Like My Own.  OH no, this is not good.  I look at DH and say "its the dog".   So DH calls Just Like My Own and sure enough Ruby has passed away. 

Now when we left that afternoon she was lying in the door way of the bedroom.  Miss Priss said her goodbyes and hugged her.  I walked by as we were leaving and patted her on the head and said " we will see you Monday".  It was not to be.  Ruby never got up from that spot. 

So Just Like My Own is hysterical.  So much for being calm.  I have to think between crying.  What am I going to do.  Ruby has died, she's in my house what to do.  DING DING Call our friend James.  So I call James and I'm crying and he thinks I've broken something and am trapped in a well or something like that as i can't talk I'm crying so hard.  I finally get it across what has happened.  James understands as he has had is own dog tragedy this month himself.  Well as luck would have it he was right by my house and he would bury her for me.  Problem solved.

So now I have to decide, do we tell or not tell.  I take the easy course NOT TO TELL MISS PRISS.  So I cry all the way to Borger.  I called everyone who knew Ruby.  We get there and I'm red eyed and swollen.  Miss Priss thinking so highly of herself tells me "mom don't cry its going to be OK".  oooooooooooooo if she only knew what I knew.  So I pretend I'm crying because she's leaving me with an extra room, diminished laundry and no attitude in my house.  Hey whatever makes her happy right.  Its all about Miss Priss being happy.

So we move her into her nice new dorm room.  ( pictured above )  We took two cars full of stuff.  I did not think it would fit but she made it fit.  Even the 30,000 pieces of jewelry.  The room is cute.  I'm sure it does not look like that now but it was cute for about a day anyway.

So today we leave.  We leave our baby miss priss to the world of college.  UGH I'm not sure I like this.  Miss Priss is waiting for us to get out so she can go party at the bar.  We take her to the bank so she can have a never ending supply of our money. ( she thinks never ending ) We feed her breakfast and take her back to the now home away from home.  She tells me not to cry.  I was like omg your dog died! So much for not telling her.  Well she actually took it pretty well.  Better than I though but this sweet preVet major tends to understand losing animals.  So we leave Miss Priss at school.   So she can party and spend our money and we can worry and call and call and get no answer.

She seems to be doing well.  Every now and then i get a message on FB or Text so I know she's alive but I sure do miss her.  We all miss Ruby too.  So Miss Priss hope you are having fun in just a few short years you have to get a job.  Then she will be crying and I'll be headed out to party at the bar.  Well not the bar but maybe the super china buffet!