May I?.. Can I brag a little? ok. I enclose an except from my "Professional Evaluation" written by my Psychopathology professor, and I quote...

"A friendly, confident, out-going graduate student, Ms. Boldt displays good abilityto analyze clinically presenting behavior and personality patters and arrive at sound conclusions regarding the nature and degree of dysfunctionality they may represent. She participates effectively in class discussion and relates well with other students. She is an academically capable student who has good ideas, a sense of humor and logical approach to psychopathology. Her capacity for continued graduate studies is excellent."

Out of all he said, I'm happiest that he acknowledged my sense of humor. But enough about me, then.

Crib Quest, 2002... After the carpet layer was finished Saturday morning, Mike and I went to Omaha in search of the perfect crib. We started at Nebraska Furniture Mart where we realized cribs aren't as cheap as you would think. The one I really, really loved was about $450 and we didn't want to spend over $200 if possible. We left and went to Toys R Us, where they had cheap ones, alright. Cheap in every sense of the word. It looked like those cribs may fall over if Sigmund the Cat were to rub up against them. Sears' cribs weren't bad, but I didn't want to settle. We stopped by a couple more places, but everything was either too expensive, or too cheap. We were at a point where Mike probably would have given in and paid for any crib I wanted, just to be done; but in a last-ditch effort, we stopped by Rod Kush. "Do you have cribs?" we asked the lady at the front desk, "Why yes," she replied as she pointed to the back of the store, "back in Kid's Stuff." With a little bit of hope we walked back to "Kid's Stuff." We hit the mother load. Once we found the one we wanted, we spoke to Frank, the Crib Connoisseur, who told us everything we will ever need to know about cribs, and more. "You won the trivia contest at your last company picnic, didn't you?" Mike asked him. It was funny. I guess you had to be there. Anyway, we found a beautiful crib and it is at this very moment placed in Macy's beautiful room, next to the beautiful changing table given to us by my grandma and aunts. On Sunday, we set up her dresser and put away all her clothes. The room is open for public inspection for anyone interested. We're ready.