Well, folks, he did it! Meet Dr. Rocket Scientist, complete with floppy hat:
The PhD students in Engineering (or Engi-nerding), of which The Rocket Scientist is one, were the first to graduate, so it was ten minutes of excitement followed by two hours of a very numb bum as they matriculated the other 2000 students. Do you know how many different types of engineering people can study? I lost count after seven…
Dr. Rocket Scientist and our good friend Wendy:
Me and the Doc:
It was so cold by then that I’m wearing his suit jacket. But even that wasn’t warm enough, so I ended the evening dressed in Wendy’s regalia:
I got several “Congratulations!” from strangers, and shamelessly accepted them all.
All of the graduation hoopla got me to reminiscing about my own graduations. And since, after all, this post is really about me,* here’s some more photos!
Getting my Master’s Degree. Can you tell how popular a M.S. in Museum & Field Studies is?
Getting my B.S.:
And Sarah, Chelsie and myself in some of our official graduation photos (guest-starring our friend C):
Sadly, Millie wasn’t a part of that photo shoot. So here’s a gratuitous photo of Millie and her love of apples:
*Dr. Rocket Scientist got a PhD and I get this blog post.