And that my friends, is a hat-trick.

If by the slimmest chances you're one of those hairy, smelly, I haven't showered in 4.68 years, "What's that caught in my beard, a WOMBAT?!, cave dwelling hermits, you may not have heard what all the excitement's about. Let me do the honors "one mo'gain."

I was officially accepted to The University of Vermont College of Medicine Class of 2013, my first choice med school (and only eight days post-interview... ya ya... I'm showing off)! For those keeping track, yes that IS 3/3 (hence the hat-trick and yes I'm still showing off). Although some may argue it's really a 2.65/2.65. Whatev. Why y'all always gotta rain on my parade?!

Seriously, I must have read the e-mail and status page about 2, 475,692 times and it still shocks me each time! It didn't come easily by any means it's just that it came so quickly and clandestinely (I know you like that use of SAT vocab) that I'm not even sure if it's even sunk in yet, 3 days 5 hours and 41 minutes post inbox attack.

But my Mama always taught me never to look a gift horse in the mouth, so I'm just looking forward, basking in the glory of my victory, actually our victory (mine and Tyler's because I couldn't have done it without him), and enjoying what should lead to a serious loss of back-breaking, sleep-stealing stress.

This is even better than rainbows, sprinkles and dare I say... Christmas! Now Tyler get's to see my ugly mug everyday prancing merrily through the halls of the med school and can dashingly save me from the countless tactless remarks, caffeine overdoses, cardiac events and perilous gunshots to the foot I'm sure to encounter. EEK! So exciting! Right, Ty?... Ty?

I love you too, Goober.

Be thrilled! I know I am!