Look What the Postman Brought

My husband is officially a t.u. graduate with the sticker for his car to prove it. We would have burned it in the wild prairie fires that were only a few miles from our house today, but they were extinguished before we had the chance. (Thankfully, of course!) He finally got his diploma as well, so now we have to figure out how and where to hang it. Feel free to leave me some suggestions.

Rest assured, Aggie friends and family. This sticker will not be making a debut on any car of ours.

And this is off the subject, but is anyone excited about the LOST premiere on Thursday, besides us?

Stick a Fork in It

He's done, y'all!

My hardworking husband has completed his graduate degree, a Master of Science in Engineering. Graduation was this past weekend, and the relief in his face, in his life, and in his wife has been immediate.

The most noticeable difference so far came on Sunday. We attended the late service at church, ate a leisurely lunch with friends (shout out to the Sloans and the baby dedication celebration), drove home where we both took nice long naps instead of Brad doing homework, and went back to church for the Christmas celebration since we had nothing. else. to. do. Can somebody say glory?


The handsome graduate after he BTHOtu.

Breaking News

Mr. G has finished his Masters report.

The Hallelujah Chorus is playing on repeat in my head.

It is a brilliant paper, and I'm so proud!

Way to go, Mr. G!