Nothing Is Constant in Life

Well, almost nothing is constant.  Hence why in the last 2 months we've hit a lot of milestones.

In June we got married.  In July we went on our honeymoon and visited a school in Scotland where Chris wants to get his PhD.  In August  Chris graduated with his master's degree.  Next week I will start my last year for my master's degree.

We had a good time in Scotland.  It's so much cooler than Texas... as in the temperature... we wore jackets every day!  In July and August!

Aberdeen is the "sunniest city in Scotland", which was funny since I read that on a very cloudy day indeed.  Turns out that the city is so far north the summer hardly gets dark at night and the winter sees maybe 5 hours of daylight a day.  Would it be worth it to live there?  Definitely.  I'm tired of the heat.  Texas is not for me.  I'd rather have rain and cold and darkness than all this heat and humidity.

Anyway, here is a photo of Chris and I outside the building where he will (hopefully) be going to school next year.

Pretty.  I kept telling him how jealous I am.  Although, if I end up working in a castle or something, I might win the awesome contest.  (Not that it's a contest, but I'd still win.)

So we're both okay with moving to Scotland for a few years.  He kept asking me if it was okay with me, and I kept saying, "Oh, the sacrifices I make for you."  (I'd move there in a heartbeat.  I even said I didn't need to finish my degree if he wanted to go this year.... he declined.  Apparently he wants me to have my master's before we go.)

Speaking of finishing degrees, he has his!  The family came down for his graduation, which was about 1.5 days after we returned from Scotland.  Talk about a whirlwind!  (I will do a separate post about the dinner we made.  It was delicious!)

I don't have very many photos of his graduation myself yet, but here's one.

Handsome master, isn't he?  So very proud of him.

So, he's done with classes, right?  Wrong!  He's sitting in on two classes this fall.  I think he's crazy.  I mean, I understand his interest in the topics, but good grief he just finished 3 years of classes... actually he's been in school for over 20 years, and now he's going because he feels like it.  Crazy.  Crazy smart and driven, but crazy.

Now I just need to focus on my thesis.... *sigh*