On Saturday, I graduated with my Master of Arts in Teaching. I decided to skip commencement and celebrate my own way. So, instead of sitting on a basketball court, no doubt decorated with streamers, we went hiking.
Wildflowers, sun, good friends.
But wait, then we went wine tasting and headed off to sacrifice a virgin here.
Who doesn't love druids and mini stonehenge?
The best part, however, was the champagne bookends of the weekend. Thanks for the bubbly Smartypantsless and random gay bartender!
Now, all I need, is a job!