So close to a trifecta...

Yesterday I graduated. Wow. Graduated. Still in a bit of shock on the graduating thing. Although the best moment was when they called my name. It is all my imaginiation, I am sure, but it sounded like a roar of clapping and cheering (I later found out that not only did I have the Dryer clan cheering, but my favorite Texans were cheering as well, so that may explain the noise.) I took a ton of pictures with people, and had a pretty good time all around (although it is HOT in those gowns...) I love my friends and family, and they came to see me, which meant sooooooooo much to me, since I know they couldn't have gotten home till late, and almost everyone had to work the next day.

Today is my birthday. 26 years old. Dang, I am old. I am moving back to Kinderhook today, so that should be intersting. I just had dim sum with my friends here in Boston, as a birthday brunch and a good bye (I hate good byes. Hopefully it will be a hello soon again.) And I ate birthday chicken feet.

My prof asked me with graduation and my birthday if I got the trifecta. And I was like "Yes, graduation, birthday and....bar/bri? Sure, that is a trifecta." Maybe I'll use my trip to the Adirondacks as the trifecta completer. Gotta be more fun then bar/bri...

Editors note: One of my fabulous classmates did a WONDERFUL job of explaining our graduation cermony. Rather then trying to top this, I submit to the superior...mind? Check it out.