In last post’s major catch-up sesh, I somehow managed to forget one very large trip: Boulder, for our PhD graduation! This has to be documented.
Weez and I flew back to Colorado to visit friends and family, and were honored to participate in the University of CO hooding ceremony. Felt very fancy and full of tradition/silly hats/photo-ops.
Forever a Buff.
Mama and Papa Dubs came out for the big event. I cried no fewer than 5 times because of this. I’m so lucky to have such incredible in-laws. They are the best a gal can get.
After brunch at The Buff restaurant, we got all gown’ed up.
Those puffy hats were awesome and we even got to keep them. Maybe we’ll find a way to display them with our diplomas. Or maybe I’ll stuff it and give it to Cabo for a chew toy.
The ceremony was lovely, and made me very honored to be a CU Alumn. Our PhD advisor was one proud papa with 3 of his students graduating that day.
I had an incredible graduate school experience, all thanks to my advisor, Doug. Genius, comedian, bulldog, storyteller, teacher, leader, mentor. The myth. The man. The legend. We love him.
Typical Efo Face.
Labmates for 5+ years. There’s nothing we haven’t been through together.
I can’t be spotted making a polite smile when decked out in professional regalia. It’s a problem. Thumbs up for being DOCTORS!
For my folks back home, here are a few more family photos :)
After the ceremony, we wandered back to campus for a schlew of photos with the amazing Flatirons as the backdrop. CU wins the award for most gorgeous campus. PS. How sweet were our hoods?!
After the photos were taken and robes removed, we met all our friends for celebratory drinks, where we shut the place down and eventually had to call it a night. Such a great day/memory.
The next morning, we had to say bye to Mama and Papa Dubs but not before a delicious brunch in Golden and more tears and hugs and good times.
The rest of the weekend was dedicated to our friends, and enjoying time at our favorite restaurants/trails/spots around town. It just felt so nice to go back to the city that we love/miss so much.
Boulder, you are a dream town.
And if we get lucky enough to find a way back to you, we just might. But in any case, we will always consider you home. The place Brian and I fell in love; the place we found Cabo; the place we earned our doctorates; the place where lifelong friendships were made and passion for vegan food and local microbrews began.
6 of the best years of our lives.