My little sister Alison graduated from high school this weekend and I'm so proud of her. I also can't believe how grown up I thought I was when I graduated. If I had continued to live my life by all the things I thought I had figured out at that point, I would now be a French Horn-playing, Lois Lane wannabe driving a Mini Cooper. Whew. Really dodged the bullet on that one.
Love you, Al.
Everything Figured Out
Monday, June 2, 2008 by Amy
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I want a best friend like that.
I really think that graduation robe accentuated my curves. I totally do not look like I might be hiding a baby bump under there (and by baby bump, I mean I could be hinding a freaking full grown wolfhound under that tent and no one would know any better). I'm glad you cam to see me though. You did miss the part where I graduated to the theme song of Harry Potter on the organ. I totally trump your Pink Panther.
Yay for Alison! Happy, happy day.
And love the new do, jon --- very up and coming of you.
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