The Last Hurrah

The Graffs moved away.  Last week we had a last hurrah together before they start their military life of moving around.  So we went on a bike ride and this was my biking pal:

 Adorable.

 Here are the fellas.

 Perris kept making fun of me for my pants.  Little stinker.  (they are skinny jeans and I just put my white tube socks on with my tennis shoes and was ready to go!  So what!??)

 'Twas a beautiful January day!  Provo River flowing nicely...

 Wade is getting a good stare in of Lynette so he can remember her when he sees her next.

Over Christmas we read papers we wrote from 2003 (after my first 2 semesters of college).  These were for a time capsule to be opened in 2008, 5 years later.  We didn't get to them until this year so a total of 8 years had gone by instead.  On the sheets it asked various things like "What will you be doing in 5 years?  Where will you be living?"  I wrote:  "I don't know.  Hopefully not Provo still..."

Well, 18 year old Ali, sorry about that!  You were back in Provo in 2008 and still here in 2012.  After I shut the door from our goodbyes to Lynette and Stephan, I said to Perris, "Well, that's it.  I am officially the last person left here from my college days.  They have all moved on."  That's a good thing!  But I'm not bitter, it's just interesting to see everyone go forward from their college town, and still be here 5 years AFTER I graduated.  But Perris is my man and I fully support his education which is ALMOST done!!  I am just excited to move on with our next step, too!  I think it's coming soon.  right?

Well, I turned 27 yesterday and life is rich and full.  Very grateful.  Couldn't ask for more.

And I leave you with silly Wade and his crying face and why we have to stuff a blanket between the mattress and crib bars.