First Day of School

I recently attended a public relations conference and was told by an accomplished writer that if a person spent 10 minutes, three times a day writing...they could finish writing a book in one year.

A year sounds like a long time, but I definitely think I can find 10 minutes, three times a day to get my thoughts down on paper.

I have set my timer for ten minutes, so let's see what I come up with...

When I decided to return to College after being out of high school for twenty years, I had no idea what to expect...

I was excited and terrified at the same time.

Would I be able to achieve good grades and still always important at any age...will I make any friends?

I remember walking into my first class, Interpersonal Communication and thought, "Oh my God!" There were 34 other people in my class, all of which were going to be my classmates for the next three and a half years.

25 of them were in their early twenties, blond and beautiful! Five of them were good looking guys averaging between 20 and 27. Four were brunette, well five including me!

At 36, I wasn't the oldest in my class, or I wasn't until Peggy dropped out after two weeks, leaving me to be the lone middle aged woman.

Since group work was going to play a huge part in my education for the next three years, I knew I had to quickly develop alliances and forge friendships, so these people didn't feel like they had to work with their mother.

First, I rushed out for Botox! Best three hundred dollars I ever spent! At least they couldn't tell how tired I was from trying to raise a family and run my business all while taking a full course load.

Ten minutes over...not bad! Might as well finish my story.

Second, I decided these kids needed to know the real me, the person who is popular, fun and well respected among my peers. Best way to do this was throw them a party!

Not just any party...one of my infamous Martini Parties!

I sent out the invites, ordered the food, hired two bartenders and ensured the Karaoke machine was up running and not just with music from the eighties!

Almost everyone came to my party! It was a great success! I was told by many that it was the best party they had ever been to. (it helped that most had never been to a party where they were served more than chips and dip) Thank god for roast garlic brie and puff pastry!

Those that missed it, were sorry when they had heard how much the guests raved about the night!

The next three years were fantastic! I made solid friendships, was easily able to participate in groups and yes, I occasionally gave motherly advice to those who sought it out!

What I learned...when you want to make a good impression, you only need three things; an opportunity to shine, food and of course, Botox!

Total time 18 minutes!