Showing posts with label Lance Armstrong. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lance Armstrong. Show all posts

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Graduation: Part Two



The thing that gets me about life's big events - graduations, engagements, weddings, births - is that they are just as much an ending as they are a beginning. And we try to capture them because they remind us of who we were and from where we have come.

My sister left college last weekend with a degree. But she also left with knowledge that will support her, friendships that will sustain her, and a future full of uncertainty, excitement, and endless possibilities.


Of all of the people she met during the past four years, Jason is the most special. He has been her friend, boyfriend, and now, fiancee. Graduating from college is just one of the many new beginnings they will experience together.



But enough sentimentalness. Amy was pretty excited that Lance Armstrong was speaking at her graduation. So excited, in fact, that when she heard that he would be stopping by the campus rec center to sign a spinning bike for the school, she stayed almost an hour after her workout to see if she could meet him. He didn't show; it turns out it's not easy that easy to get Lance Armstrong's signature. However, the next day, after the ceremony was over, we proceeded to the rec center to get Amy's real diploma (they give you a fake one when you walk across the stage), and they had the signed bike sitting in the gym. There were actually two, so we got a picture of Amy and the bikes.


Who knows, maybe there's a cycling championship in her future???



Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Graduation: Part One

Having so many pictures from my sister's graduation, I decided to break it up into two posts. Today, I'll share the school-related things. I'm not telling what tomorrow will bring - it's my evil ploy to get you to check back because I know the suspense will get the best of you. :o)




Before I introduce the esteemed speaker of the day, a drum roll please...


 It's Lance Armstrong!


While I take pictures of myself to overcome my fear of the camera, my sister employs a different technique...it's called make a silly face.


But sometimes I can catch her real smile. Really, Amy, you should stop trying to be so beautiful.


Stay tuned...