Final Week

Hi everyone. It is Sunday night, which means I have only three full days before my defense, Nov. 21st. A day which will live in infamy. Well, probably not. I believe it will go fine. I have been reassured from numerous sources that if there was true worry about me not being ready my committee would have informed me by now. That being said, I guess it is important that I feel I am ready. I would assume that I need to go in to this defense with my guard up, fully prepared to thwart any attempts from the opposing forces to throw me off of my horse. I will need to bring a horse. This might get complicated.

Honestly, I am comfortable that I am ready, excited to have completed what I consider my best works. I cannot express how hard I have been working. Here are my books:


And it is crazy how much Nicole has helped to support me in this endeavor. I think Dylan is ready to write me off as an absentee father. I am sure if she hears me tell her one more time that I can't take her to the park because I have to work she is going to start recruiting the neighborhood men to take my place. Just kidding of course.

BOO!

Well, I have been tested, and will be for another few days at least. I wish I could be more eloquent right now, and tell you everything we have been doing, but that will have to wait another week. I will report in soon. Until then: