So there appears to be an entire chunk of graduation pictures that belong now only to our collective conscious, but that's ok. It still happened. I got hooded.
I'm an MSW.
Here are some pictures that did not disappear into technological netherworld:
Our graduating class:
I threw my hat inside. Then I put it on sloppily:
There used to be one of me looking backwards at the bizarre hood. That one is gone. But this one of Sister Cheryl and I is still here!
This is my excellent friend, cohort and now colleague Mrs. BreAnna:
And this is Sister Cheryl, Mom in Law Gretchen, my Mom, Shoes (still edited!) and my Step-dad:
Graduation dinner Harborside. O, how I adore this man. Seriously. Adore.
So Mrs. BreAnna's Mr. has the same first name as my Mr. We are literally in a Shoes Sandwich right here and BreAnna's Mr. has gotten a little sassy...
I have taken more naps in the last 4 days than I have taken in the past 3 years. Something about graduate school, clinical internship and working makes for a tired girl.
Now. Did you hear the one about the girl who finished graduate school and then moved in 4 days?
I'll let you know the punchline when we get there ...