Week in Review.

While I said I wouldn't do it, I'm going to do it: here's what I've been up to.

Grad Shots.
I can't believe it took me so long to get these up. Sorry, yo.


Michelle and Marina at Ivy Exercises.


Abby thinks I'm a dork.


My view of the stage and sadly...Jess was obstructed by the microphone stand. Stupid stand. I should also mention that Jess received an award for her contribution to the musical community of Williams. So proud.


The watch drop. Supposedly, a watch that breaks upon impact is good luck -- but one that survives is bad luck for the class of 2004. This year's watch hit a tree on it's way down...it may have survived. That would explain the missed plane. If you look closely, you can actually see Adam (or maybe Drew) at the top of the tower.


The one picture actually taken on Commencement Day. Here's Samir, Ari, and Abby right before the ceremonies began.

The Promised Baltimore Shots.
I like this city. I'm giving it a thumbs up.


Baltimore has ships.


Fuzzy Harbor and Baltimore City Lights.


Jamie's Graduation.
I'm such the proud friend. While I was completely embarrassed by my father scrambling to the front of the crowd to take my picture as I walked across the stage, I found myself doing the same exact thing as Jamie cross his in Minnesota. I may have pushed down a little old lady or two. But I did manage to get these shots:

Well worth it, if I do say so myself.


Jamie spots me in the crowd.


President Oden cracks a funny while Jamie receives his diploma.


Jamie in all of his Magna Cum Laude glory. Either everyone else who's name begins with "L" is incredibly short, or Jamie is on stilts.

I also got to see Jamie perform big time. While I had actually never seen Jamie sing a solo (despite 5 years of loyalty), I got to see/hear him perform three times in one day. First at a short senior recital where he sang two songs, then at a friend's recital in which he sang in a quartet, and finally at his Knights concert.


Jamie says: doo doo dooo doo dooooooooo.


Jamie and the Knights. Just so you know, they are singing a sad song...they are not usually so depressed-looking.

He was so good I cried. Seriously. A capella made me cry -- and not because it was bad!

We also got to fool around in the city a little bit (this was before he graduated and we had to roll up our sleeves to pack his room -- notice that I'm happy.)


Upon my arrival to Minnsota, Jamie and I shared a frozen yogurt. I preferred to eat the napkin.


Fro-yo joy.


Apparently, Jamie is unable to hold the camera steady while he presses the shutter button.


Me messing with shutter speed in Minneapolis. I would also like to note that immediately after I took this picture, one of the horses took a GIGANTIC leak on the sidewalk. It was incredible.

And of course, we got to spend a lot of time with his Carleton friends. While it may seem weird that I'm posting pictures of people I hardly know, I figure that about 50% (or two) of my blog readers are actually from Carleton and would enjoy seeing pictures of their friends.


Carleton grads...tuckered out. Jamie has a beet for a head.

Apartment Hunting in DC.
As previously mentioned, we did our fair share of apartment hunting. I actually just spoke to the top candidate on the phone and it turns out that there will be one apartment available for our time frame. AND, we get a teacher/student discount! Jamie and I have the bases covered. Now it's up to us taking the plunge and actually sending in our application. Eep.

But, D.C. wasn't entirely about apartment hunting and law school touring. We got to spend some quality time with Jamie's friends. Jason was gracious enough to lend us his basement and we got to touch base with some people that I hadn't seen in a long, long while. Even managed to make it to a D.C. happy hour.

We also watched the final Finals game in a bar on Capitol Hill, which is quite the experience on the East Coast. Jamie and I were two of five Laker's fans in the entire bar...trust me...we counted. Jason likened this year's finals to the presidential race: everyone was rooting for the Pistons just because they just didn't want the Lakers to win. That would make my Lakers, Dubya. I would also have to agree.

I'm really looking forward to living in D.C./Baltimore for the next two years. The apartment hunting has made me feel all grown up and Jamie and I stumbled upon an IKEA in our potential neighborhood. Seriously...I love IKEA with a passion. With. A. Passion. I think the reason I love it so much is because they make everything so simple. Plus, I am a big fan of assembling my own furniture. It makes me feel all smart and handy -- even though they make it so easy that a four-year old could do it. I still feel cool.

Knitting in Public.
I noticed that if I'm knitting at the airport people will always start a conversation with me. It's as if holding yarn and knitting needles makes me a kind and friendly person who loves to talk to strangers. While I like meeting new people, I try to stay away from striking up conversation with random people when we're in an enclosed space -- like an airplane. You have no escape if the person turns out to be a jerk or if they are annoying on a plane. So, I pretend that knitting takes up so much of my concentration that I can't possibly hold a conversation at the same time. Really, I'm not a mean person...per se.

Comments.
People should comment. I just glanced over at my counter and noticed that it was in the 2000s! I had no idea that people other than myself and Drew actually came here. Before, I chalked the hits up to my own edits and visits to the page...but I haven't been able to check the site regularly for weeks and Drewie is on his honeymoon. Who are you?? If I knew I had friends who were reading this, I would make it a point to post more often and actually try to keep it entertaining (rather than the drivel I serve now). Don't be shy!