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college GRAD

I graduated from college the other day. Got my Bachelors of Science in Health. It was a normal day, woke up, went to my last class, took a test, went to say bye to those at work, did my clean check, packed my room, had dinner with two of the best roomies anyone could ask for, and left Idaho. I stopped in Utah before heading home to California, and had a fabulous time. I came home to tons of signs saying, CONGRATS, ADIOS IDAHO, etc.

Now I just need to unpack.

The Proposal...

I just want to take a minute and blog about what I want my proposal to be like! Not that it is going to happen anytime soon, I think. I have the go big or go home idea. Go big- propose to me at a sporting event, or concert, on the jumbotron or light banners (see photo!), a blump, through Sports Center, by doing this I am more likely to say yes. Go home- propose to me the car, at the gas station, the grocery store- something simple like it comes up in conversation. I do not want flowers, I do not need a garden or beautiful scenery, or candles, and he doesnt even need to be in a tux. If its something too cheesy and the way that everyone gets engaged at BYU I am most likely going to say No, and try again. Just a future warning.

I also remember that when I started college my parents said that if I made it through without getting married, I can have Steak at my wedding. Well, heres to the last month of my undergrad! I dont forget anything, especially when steak is involved.

LAKERS WON!

This wont be an extensive post. But I just want to point out that the LAKERS WON. I have watched every game, every team, since round one- faithfully. (And to be 100% honest- I wanted the Trail Blazers to take it- but that didnt go far.) And regular season games, for certain teams. I have read all online articles, and have always given my full attention to Sportscenter. I was disowned from my family. I got threating text messages. I feel in love with the Kobe/ Lebron commercials. I lost sleep, and maybe some friends. And I sure as heck, shared all my problems with my dad on that game, when Orlando got their one win. But look who gets the last laugh now----- ME!

LAKERS WON. LAKERS WON.

Grandpa Dolman

So this afternoon I met for the first time my Grandpa Dick Dolman (my dad's dad.). He is so charming and wonderful. He was on a long roadtrip from Alaska and took a detour to come see me in Idaho. We went out to lunch and spent a long time talking. He and I have so many things in common. And I see pieces of me, Abbie, Rheba, and my dad in him. It was a fabulous way to spend my afternoon.

Wheres Rheba?

Finding Rheba this summer might be harder than finding Waldo. She is leaving for her Mandrains Drum Corps tour, tomorrow I think. She will be missed. And maybe a party will be thrown. (j/k Rheb!) Course, I wont realize that she is gone, till I go back home at the end of July. I am very proud of her, and her ability to like band, and play so many instruments. I just dont know why she was to be a band geek, ALL SUMMER LONG. Have fun on your tour!!!!!

This photo was strategically picked: Wheres Rheba?

I think that this was at a pre- tour camp.

Almost a Homework Excuse?

This is a recap of this morning, and why I was almost in need of a homework excuse.

6:00am- Alarm goes off. What? I just got to sleep!
6:00am- SNOOZE.
6:10am- Alarm goes off.
6:10am- SNOOZE.
6:15am- alarm on phone goes off.
6:16am- make bed/ pray/ pick todays outfit
6:22am- shower, and think about what I need to do today.
6:33am- clothes, hair, makeup, check weather (rain again), music, etc.
6:40am- realize that my 7am meeting was cancelled, complain to my imaginary friend that Im now awake. realize I can be early to my Epidemiology class, and work on work.
6:42am- continue getting ready.
6:59am- move backpack to bed, and figure out what I need to pack. Move important school paper from desk, and place on bed.
7:02am- make/ eat breakfast. OMLETTE, HASH BROWN, FRESH FRUIT. ya right, I had Cereal.
7:07am- walk in room, and turn on fan (who knows why, maybe I just wanted to push the buttons.)
7:08am- sit at desk, hear paper fall behind bed. CRAP.
7:09am- realize that the bed weighs 1 TON. Not possible to move alone. (Its seriously a 2 boy processs ask anyone that has lived in Tuscany. Remember difficulty at beg. of winter when Lauren, Skyler, and I tried to change its direction under the window.)
7:10am- CRAP. Think of a way to get needed paper, from behind bed.
7:15am- TAPE. But where is some string? No string. See earphones, and the long cord. Construct tape around cord, with a fabulous amount of surface area.
7:20am- not working. Try to walk through conversation in my head, about what Ill tell my teacher. Maybe aliens taking my work sounds more believable?
7:22am- return to kitchen. find really long wooden spoon.
7:24am- Tape around spoon, CHECK. Spoon down bed.
7:26am- Paper attaches. Prayer answered.
7:27am- kick stupid heavy bed.
7:27am- paper in backpack.
7:30am- leave for class. (cause it is as 7:45am)
7:45am- class starts. teachers says turn in work next class time.
7:46am- urge to crumple paper, and throw across room.