I just deleted the paragraph I wrote about I feel like my head may explode because really, that is a pathetic excuse for a blog entry. Sinus pressure is just not that interesting. But wait...
I have an idea!
I will post random pictures of my trip to The Little Apple.
On the way to Apple Town, we had to wait for not one...
But TWO trains. At the same time. This was not a good omen.
But we made it there safe and sound, and here is a random picture of a building on my sister's campus.
My sister graduated and walked safely across the stage without falling down or tripping. H had to squeeze through the narrow aisle in the middle of the (two hour!) graduation ceremony so that he could use the restroom. When he came back, he sat on the aisle so that he didn't have to squish past 50 people again. And then all the graduates had to walk right past H as they exited. I said to my mom, "Maybe H will give [my sister] a high five!" And then he did! Here is a re-enactment.
Note: I do not know who that creepy-looking guy in the background is.
My sister had lots of velvet stripes and a fancy magna cum laude cord on her robe.
She is a doctor now. My sister is now Dr. -R's Little Sister-. Doctor! My little sister! Doctor! Aaaaa!