Change is Officially Official

And no, this entry has nothing to do with politics.

My friends, what this country needs is change, and today I am proud to announce that I proudly accept the proud nomination for... oh wait. Never mind.

No, I'm just a college grad. But at least it's official. This is a VERY expensive piece of paper. But now I'm qualified to do anything from flipping burgers to running a country!



Really though, it's beginning to sink in that my undergrad college experience is over. I've got the diploma to prove it, and summer is nearing an end but I won't be going back to school. So unless I can convince myself that summer will be lasting a lot longer this year, I'll be done with school for the time being for the first time in 17 years, not including preschool.

Change also seems more official in my parents' lives in the last several months. As yesterday's post shows, the house is now looking lived-in. The parents carry Utah drivers licenses, and the vehicles have Utah plates.



One of the old Alaska plates now hangs on the garage wall as decoration.



Now before I start getting sentimental, on to the day's news!

We went to a case sale, where people buy large quantities of canned and boxed things that are usually edible in some way, shape or form. We participated in the exciting festivities in the Smith's grocery store parking lot and came away with four cases of our own.



Lynn's and Albertsons came next as we searched for some veggies. I had a Starbucks Frappuccino.



Now that you've had sufficient time to let that picture mess with your mind (if it had its intended effect), yes, it IS a very tiny Frappuccino. My hands are still fairly normal-sized. They were giving away free samples, and I was glad to oblige.

Our shopping efforts came to fruition when dinner plans were made, as all the brightly colored veggies got chopped up by my normal-sized hand holding a knife in preparation for kabob grilling.



The finished product was quite scrumptious, and made a great dinner paired with bratwurst and Octoberfest beer.



After dinner on the patio we watched The Whale Rider, I introduced my parents to the wonders of Priceline, and we watched some clips from the Daily Show and the Colbert Report.

Change is good, especially when it involves tiny Frappuccinos.