Today is the day!
The Mister is going to be facing a panel of experts while they question/debate/discuss or whatever it is that they do during the dissertation/viva process of the doctoral degree. I have complete faith that The Mister is going to nail this thing. He is so brilliant, plus he has done his due diligence in his research.
Yesterday, he woke up at in a fright at 6 a.m. He couldn’t remember the names of half of the authors that he had cited in his work. “I know all the information, I just can’t remember who said what and when.” Obviously, his nerves were getting the better of him because, as those of you who have
suffered through spent time listening to The Mister’s theories/thoughts, his research is a part of him. It would be like forgetting how many big toes you have. Of course he knows!
So today, my thoughts are consumed with well-wishes for The Mister as he prepares to really tackle his work in a forum with some really great people – one of which, especially, he admires. Maybe that’s why he’s so worked up. He’s psyching himself out because he’s having a moment, much like I would have if I was meeting, say, Jack Black. Because ohmahgaaaaaahd! It’s Jack Black! Or Will Ferrell!
Or Mother Theresa. You know. To be noble.
The Mister passed!
You know what this means don’t you? Henceforth, y’all will have to refer to me as Mrs. Dr. White Girl.