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Suzanne's Graduation

I just want to say how proud we are of Suzanne on her graduation from Cedarville University!  She worked hard all four years and graduated with a 3.7-something GPA.  That means she graduated with high honors, and just a few points from graduating with highest honors.

She did her last year as a married student and her last semester student teaching, taking a course, and having all sorts of Ohio State requirements thrown in for a lot of extra work.  Theo helped her a lot and we're so thankful for a husband who encourages her, loves her, and helps her out in so many practical ways.

We have been to three Cedarville graduations in a row and I have never once seen a real live graduate actually walk in.  Unless you're sitting a few seats from the aisle, it's just impossible to see the graduates.  Thankfully I saw Suzanne on the jumbotron!

Afterwards we went to a party at Mark and Meredith's house.  They have been such good mentors for Suzanne and we are thankful for the way they pour into the lives of students.
The whole family at graduation
On Sunday my sister hosted an open house at their place for Suzanne.  Natalie, Duane, and my niece, Alesha, did all the work since we had just arrived back from Africa.  I didn't even have enough money to pay for it as all our funds were in places that I couldn't access, so they had to wait a month for me to pay them back!
My sister and my adorable great-niece

I went to Walmart and ordered a cake.  I showed the lady in the display book which cake I wanted and said to use blue frosting instead of purple like the book showed.  She wrote it down on the order card and wrote the order number "JRB" or something like that. It was a really pretty cake in the book with mostly white frosting and then a geometric design.

Sunday, on our way to the party, I stopped to pick up the cake.  A lady brought it out and she couldn't have missed the horrified look on my face when she brought it out.  It was all covered with dark blue frosting, not very nicely applied, either.  Then in yellow frosting was written "Congratulations JRB".  I said to the lady, "That doesn't look anything like the cake I ordered.  And who in the world is JRB?" Not only that, I had ordered a cupcake cake because Suz loves cupcakes and this was a sheet cake. 

She looked kind of concerned, so we went to the book and I showed her the cake I ordered.  She quietly muttered, "No, this doesn't look like that cake at all.  But I'm not the one who decorated it!"  I told her I didn't want the cake because it was such a disaster and I didn't even know any JRB and how could I put that on the graduation party table?  I said, "Of course, if you're throwing it out, I'll take it for free.  In the meantime I'll just buy these cupcakes.  They look really nice."  

Well, by then she decided to call the manager.  He came over and heard the story, apologized profusely, and gave me a 20% discount on the cupcakes.  We finally figured out that the lady had written the order number (JRB) on the line for what to write on the cake.  He also told me he couldn't give me the disastrous cake for free but that it would go to Feed America.  They can't give food to customers for free, I guess.  I was happy to know it wasn't going in the trash.  I can't bear to see food thrown out.

Suz and two of her cousins.  No, Suz is not really a proud Air Force mom!
So, in the end we had a fun afternoon, even if it was a bit chilly.  And the cupcakes were delicious! 

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