Hi Everyone!

WOW! What a weekend...I'm writing this the day after graduation in hopes to not forget anything. Let me preface this by saying that honestly, I didn't want to leave school...Silly as this sounds, I am moving onto my second career-so maybe I learned that it is easier to stay in school! (And in this economy safer too!) This weekend was very emotional for both my parents and me. DF didn't miss a beat-let me tell you how great it is to hear from the man you love that he is proud of you-even if it is via text message.
There are some cool highlights about this weekend. To start with, we had a golf outing on Saturday, dinner that night and most importantly because my mother works at the college I went to, she was up on stage with me. Second most important was that FMIL stayed for the graduation.
I spent a lot of time trying NOT to cry, reminding myself to take it all in, and at times thought "geez this is like a wedding." I've come to the conclusion that an escape wedding is perfect for us. It was a little intimidating to walk in to an auditorium of over 10,000 people who are all looking at you. I can't imagine saying my vows in front of 100!
So...here's the story...
I was on my way to the college for rehearsal when my car started to sound funny. Luckily, I wasn't far from my mechanic and called them in a shear panic b/c I had to be at the school at 1145 to meet my mom. The call went something like "Hi! Um...my car is making a funny noise, it was whistling earlier in the week. I thought I could get it through this week and bring it in next. I'm gonna need a loaner. I've got graduation rehearsal and if I'm not there my mother is gonna kill me." Kim-receptionist at the garage said "Ok first off, I don't have a loaner we have too many cars at auction. Second, can you get here safely?" "Yes" "Ok, get here I'll get you right in. We'll make sure that the car is safe to drive and get you an appointment for Monday." I drive my car over to the garage and the noise it was making stopped. Great.
True to her word, Kim got me right in. It was a brake problem. I could get to rehearsal, the mall for a couple odds and ends but I was to park the car for the rest of the weekend. Monday I would come in for a brake job that could cost between $300-500

Figures I pay the car off and now this...There went my graduation money

But, I need a car-welcome to the real world...again.
I got to the college, collected my mother and got a gift from the bookstore (I work there part time) It was a learning angel...It's similar to the figurine that we got from DF's mom for our engagement. (I forgot to take a pic-sorry) but it was cute. I appreciated the thoughts and kind wishes and said just as much.
Mom and I went down to the athletic center where she was briefed on what she would be doing. She unfortunately, would not be handing me my diploma but would be congratulating me while I was on stage. Fair enough.
Here is her during her briefing....(She's the one in the white Le Moyne shirt)
She was so particular about her role and even made the group allow her to walk through everything with her! She was so particular that she wanted everything just perfect.
Other than this, the rehearsal was pretty boring. Make sure your tassel starts on the right. You will be exiting this side of the building when you are done. Meet at this time to get your robes on and people will show you how to put those hoods on that none of you with a 4 year degree-or a masters for that matter can figure out. (Seriously. No one could figure out how the hood worked.

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*I honestly don't remember what happened Friday night. No clue. It could not have been that important...)
Saturday Morning
This started pretty early. We were meeting my dad and FBIL at the golf course at 0830. Tee time at 0910. I got a phone call from my dad at about 0750 saying that there was a threat of rain and that we would most likely be rained out. Great. Oh well. We'd try it. DF, Dad & I meet up and wait for FBIL...they were coming from about 2 hours away-but he made it on time.

Here is my dad and I...
Like any good dad, he gave me his jacket b/c my wind breaker didn't match my outfit

He also told me I needed to buy more shoes!
I pulled out my new golf shoes ready to wear them no matter what the cost b/c they are the best!
My dad tells me that they are too good to wear on a day like today and that I should wear my tevas instead. I should be wearing my good shoes on 90 degree days with no chance of rain what so ever. However, I would also need a semi good pair and a mud pair

Shoe shopping...No problem!
Golfing was fun...but honestly, I suck at it. We just started playing last year. Even though I took lessons as a kid...getting back into it has been a challenge. So, the night before DF tells me my handicap is 48 and that the most I can hit on any hole is a 10. I told the boys that I was taking a 180 score minus my 48 for the day and that I was playing for fun and not by the rules. Sorry, I am just not at the point where I need to be competitive and this was my first time out on a course this year. The boys didn't care and that was good b/c my first shot off the tee went up and directly behind me.

I have no clue how I did that... Sand traps...Yeah-I took two shots and if I wasn't out I threw the ball out of it. If I didn't get a put in 2-3 strokes the ball got picked up. I was aware that there are people behind us and I didn't want to hold anyone up...I got better as the day went on. I guess that is progress.
Here are some pics of the men
Dad to the left, DF behind him and FBIL to the right.
At one point I got tired of playing and started to take pics of the geese, tried to find the bull frog, and missed out on a great pic of some birds. (18 holes is way too much for me!!!)
On the 18th hole we got rained out...Torrential downpour! We were almost done..DF says its my fault b/c 100% of the time it rains on the 17th and 18th holes when we play together. I told him that is why we need to stick to 9 holes! He agrees.
So, we ran off the course and left to get ready for dinner.
*My parents have pics of dinner. For some reason I didn't think these were important.
I'm happy to report that dinner went well. Kind of.
DF and I met my parents at the restaurant 30 minutes before everyone else got there. Everyone wanted me to be excited. Honestly, I'm petrified. It's hard to get that 21 year old WOOHOO thing going when you know that 1. there is only 1 job out there in your chosen field-and you interview for it in 2 weeks. 2. You worry you aren't going to get that job and then what do you do when school loans come due. 3. I enjoyed being a student...I'm not totally certain that I wanted it to end. 4. I was exhausted from walking 18 holes of golf, getting rained on and just tired in general.
I got a coke and figured the caffeine would do me good.
DF's family got there and there were hugs all around. I took this as a good sign. Strange but a good sign. As everyone got to know each other my mom's best friend came in. I was so excited to see her! It was a great surprise. She has alway been part of my life and I was glad to have her here for this...at first. We sat for dinner and I think I could have positioned myself better. I was at the head of one table..and probably should have been in the middle. I didn't get to talk to DF's grandparents all night

lesson learned. The food was great! However, mom's best friend got drunk

...and loud

...It was a little embarrassing.

DF was a bit irritated by this b/c it wasn't all about this woman...The night was supposed to be a celebration of my achievements.
(I later asked my mom what that was all about and she wasn't sure. She hoped it didn't ruin my night b/c she wanted to surprise me with her friend being there. I assured her that she hadn't, but that I was disappointed in her actions. I was just glad that everyone was there to celebrate. I left it at that. However, this is the same person that is upset that she isn't invited to the wedding and I told my mother that I will not make any changes to my guest list after this. -Mom said she wouldn't expect me to)
Not much wedding stuff came up...See the pattern? I want to talk about the wedding and I never get a chance. I'm starting to find this comical. But when do you talk to the other family about it?
Later after talking to my mom she said she talked to FBIL and asked him if they were going to make it to the wedding. He said that they would and that they were already saving!
At one point my mom's friend started talking about the picture hats that they wore for my mom's wedding and in her drunken stupor told me I should wear one. I looked at my FSIL and said, "No picture hats at my wedding. Unless they are for the tea party." This was rather abrupt and FSIL looked at me like I was nuts. So, I quickly said, "Nevermind, I'll explain later!" I was flustered and a bit irritated at that point. Oh well. What ever.