On graduation day
At taxidermy school
I distinctly saw the eyes
Of the stuffed moose
Move.
That's from 'A Semester in the Life of a Garbage Bag' by Gordon Korman - my favourite book by him, methinks. Every time I hear the words 'graduation day' or 'taxidermy school', that's what pops to mind. So what's the connection to today, you ask? It's my graduation day from my Master's program! I have a lovely sense of accomplishment. Yesterday was my fourth anniversary of being married to
my fabulous husband and we're going away for the weekend... the sun's supposed to come out (it's about time - it's been raining all week) and we'll have a lovely time on the beach. Ahhhhhhhhh.
Another beautiful day, and our cherry tree is in bloom! How exciting. In other news, I gave blood this week and didn't pass out or even feel like it, for which I was thankful. And I filled the bag in 10 minutes, which I thought sounded quite impressive. Also in other news, my Mount Saint Vincent diploma, confirmation that I actually did complete my Master's degree, arrived on Friday. Ahhhhh.
