Monday, November 30, 2009

Death by chocolate and pepermint

I typically cook from Cookinglight as I try to eat a healthy diet, however this Thanksgiving I found a recipe that called out to me in a way I just couldn't resist. "Vanessa," it said in a sweet innocent voice, "I'm worth it. Don't worry about the pounds of butter or piles upon piles of sugar, your tongue will thank me." And I gave in, but ya know what, it was worth it!

With a total of 1 1/2 cups of butter, 2 cups regular sugar, and an entire BOX of powdered sugar, and not one but TWO icings, this cake was NOT LIGHT; deadly might more accurately describe this chocolate mountain, but it was delicious.

If you find yourself needing some peppermint and chocolate that just might kill you, this is the recipe for you! Enjoy.

Prep: 30 min., Bake: 20 min., Chill: 1 hr.

Yield: Makes 2 (9-inch) tarts


  • 4 (1-ounce) unsweetened chocolate baking squares
  • 1 cup butter, softened
  • 2 cups sugar
  • 4 large eggs
  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 1 cup semisweet chocolate morsels
  • 1/2 cup butter, softened
  • 1 (16-ounce) package powdered sugar
  • 1/3 cup milk
  • 1/4 teaspoon peppermint oil
  • 1 Chocolate Glaze
  • 1/2 cup crushed peppermint candy canes


Microwave chocolate squares in a microwave-safe bowl at MEDIUM (50% power) 1 1/2 minutes, stirring at 30-second intervals until melted. Stir until smooth.

Beat 1 cup butter and 2 cups sugar at medium speed with an electric mixer until light and fluffy. Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating just until blended after each addition. Add melted chocolate, beating just until blended.

Add flour, beating at low speed just until blended. Stir in vanilla and chocolate morsels. Spread batter evenly into 2 greased and floured 9-inch tart pans with removable bottoms.

Bake at 350° for 20 minutes or until center is set. Cool completely on wire racks.

Beat 1/2 cup butter at medium speed with an electric mixer until creamy; gradually add powdered sugar alternately with milk, beating at low speed after each addition. Stir in peppermint oil.

Divide butter mixture between each tart, spreading evenly over cooled brownies in pans; cover and chill 1 hour or until firm. Divide Chocolate Glaze evenly between each tart, spreading over chilled butter mixture in pans. Sprinkle crushed peppermint candy around outer edge of each tart.

Sunday, November 29, 2009


By Ralph Waldo Emerson

For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food,
For love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

"For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
For song of bird, and hum of bee;
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!"

I'm so very thankful to have my grandmother living and breathing in her home in Lubbock. My heart which was close to broken, has been frightfully reminded of the blessings that only grandparents can bestow. Thank you God for giving us more time to walk on this Earth together.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

The treasures of a pantry

(Some of the fam and all of the dogs in their sweaters)

Imagine living 40 plus years in the same house. Imagine living through a time of such scarcity, no one threw anything away, and reusing wasn't just a ideal taught in schools, but a necessity. My grandmother lived during The Great Depression, in one of the most devastated areas of the country, the dust bowl. The dust bowl centered around the Texas panhandle and Oklahoma was despoiled by severe drought and extensive farming without crop rotation and other preventative erosion measures which led to dust storms and lack of food and work. People learned to live with what they had and took the phrase, "Waste not want not" to an elevated tier. Resourcefulness was imperative and what we might consider trash today found another use outside of the trash bin. My grandmother still lives by that motto today, and though we tease her for never throwing anything out, she never goes wanting because of her pervasive resourcefulness.

While grandmother was in the hospital, we did some clearing and cleaning. Now, it should be noted that immaculate housekeeping is not a gene any of us inherited. However, because of grandmothers resolve not to throw things out that might one day have another use, her pantry had become a cave for trolls. It was jerry-rigged with a light bulb hanging from a wire near the door, in a not so fashionable matter. One could only step inside the 10' x 7' pantry a mere foot before being detained by boxes, bags and trash bins. It's a wonder that she was ever able to get in without falling and breaking a hip. This pantry was so full of STUFF (stuff that u're family forgets (about)) that there was hardly any room for food. In fact BB, my aunt, said that until she left home after college, she had no idea a pantry was primarily used for food.

Interesting things found in grandmother's pantry included:

  • A desk piled high with at least 200 sheets of used aluminum foil (waiting to be used again another day)
  • I am unsure of the number as I didn't take the time to count but probably 150 used styrofoam containers.
  • Executive decision maker ball (precursor to the eight ball) (date unknown, but very old)
  • puke yellow measuring spoons and cups unopened from the 70's (We have now replaced her old measuring cups which were being held together with glue and rubber bands with the "new" ones from the 70's.
  • an unopened nail kit from the 70's with creepy smiling floating heads of a very suburban happy white family.
  • Tax returns from the 1960s. I think we can throw those out as the seven year mark has passed.
  • Deeds for land, one from 1910. (Those we are keeping)
  • George Buckett poster (kinda cool children's illustrator)
  • A huge stamp collection- even one stamp with "win the war 1944" on the front (Anyone know the value of those?)
  • My mom's psat scores ( I couldn't figure out her score though as the scoring has changed a great deal from when she took the test)
  • The most adorable Christmas card made with love from my mom to my grandmother as a child. On the front it was decorated with a glittering angel and inside a poem that attempts at rhyming, but just misses the mark,
"It's Christmas already and packages are wrapped I have the sweetest mama of the whole world on the map."
To some trash, other's invaluable treasure. (The aluminum foil and stryrofoam were in the trash or rather recycling pile) On our drive home, our entire back seat was filled with recycling which she had separated for us to take home to San Antonio, as Lubbock is lacking in a decent recycling program. And when I say our entire back seat, I mean that the review window was only just visible through a small opening in between the recycling bags.
I wish we had had the forethought to take a before picture of the troll cave also known as a pantry, however we didn't so all you have is the after picture. But if you imagine, every shelf filled to the brim with boxes of sytrofoam, aluminum foil and other treasures/trash with absolutely no floor space, you might start to get an idea.

The after pictures:

Happy homecoming Grandmother, a pantry used for food!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Thinking about Christmas gifts?

Instead of giving a gift that might be thrown in the closet and forgotten, think about giving a donation to children in need in your friend or family member's name.

While we give thanks over our meals on Thursday, UNICEF field staff will be distributing supplies to help thousands of severely malnourished children, including:

  • innovative packets of nut spread, created specifically to help malnourished children;
  • high-protein biscuits that are easy to distribute to children in need; and
  • a formula of nutritious milk and vitamins that boosts children's chances of survival.

Malnutrition causes up to half of all preventable child deaths. My wish for this Thanksgiving is to give these children the supplies they need to survive until the next holiday.

Visit, where you can purchase lifesaving nutrition products to nourish the starving children of the world. We'll give you an eCard that you can use to dedicate your gift to a loved one.

Live Saving milk:

Giving a gift of lifesaving milk will help children in emergency feeding centers, refugee camps, and hospitals.

High Energy biscuits:

During emergencies, these high-energy biscuits can be quickly and easily distributed to children who desperately need the nutrition and vitamins.

Therapeutic nut-spread:

Your gift of therapeutic nut spread, a protein paste for malnourished children, can feed ten children for one month!

It's a gift of true love and humanity. Let's share the wealth.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Success! Yay Grandmother!

Friday evening: Grandmother asks a neighbor to take her to the emergency room. (She never complains which means she was in serious pain)

Saturday: Aunt Nancy drives up to Lubbock in a frenzy. Grandmother has to have a blood transfusion, and she has continuous struggles breathing even with an oxygen mask.

Sunday evening: Grandmother is placed on a ventilator. We pack our bags in a haze for the 7 hour trip to Lubbock from San Antonio.

Monday: (As we are on the road) We are told grandmother may not make it through the day. Silence occupied our car for what seemed a lifetime as we listen to the mad flutterings of our afflicted and grieving hearts. We arrive to the hospital to find grandmother in a hospital beds with an uncountable amount of tubes going in and around her entire body. She looks at us, and squeezes our hand with the strength of someone who has the will to live. She writes in my palm with her forefinger three meaningful words, "I love you." The tears, already hiding behind my lashes pushed to surface, but I held them back as I told her that I loved her too. It was hard seeing one of the strongest women I have ever known, and one of my greatest role models in that bed in such pain, but she was much stronger than I had expected considering they had given her a 10 percent chance to live through the day. Optimism crept in for the first time all day.

Tuesday: She grew stronger.

Wednesday: She gave us orders to clean the house, and shampoo the carpets. We were ecstatic. If she was giving orders, she was on the mend.

Friday: She asked, "When do I get eat?" (When people are on the ventilator they have to be tube fed, which also has a tendency to cause diarrhea. Lovely eh? Not only does she have tubes shoved down her throat preventing her from verbal communication, but it also can cause more unpleasantness.) She also gave a belly laugh at one of our stories. I think it was the story about Kyle and his nerf gun. Look out for that post.

Saturday: An attempt was made to take out the ventilator, but it was unsuccessful. The doctor wouldn't say she was in the clear until the ventilator was successfully removed. We were all biting our nails with anxiety.

Sunday: The ventilator was successfully removed after they cleared her lungs of excess mucus. Hallelujah and Thank you God! We are so thankful that grandmother who was on the death's doorstep has now been pronounced "in the clear." Thank you all for your words of encouragements, thoughts and prayers. It was most definitely appreciated.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Update from the Hen House

First and foremost, Grandmother is miraculously on the mend. We're not in the clear just yet but the numbers are getting better day by day. Thank you all for the prayers and please keep them coming.

Now then, as Vanessa said earlier, the Sanders women have something of a reputation for being particularly...determined and...assertive. Some of those who are none the wiser might say stubborn and bossy however, I have seen first hand what happens to those men who brave those risky waters. Let's just say, nearly none are left to tell the tales. Seriously. Now consider that the past three days, I have been with 4 very determined and assertive Sanders women and one particularly feisty apple that didn't fall far from the Sanders tree. Now in all fairness, Grandmother has every right to be ordering people around, whether she's in the hospital or not and as Vanessa pointed out earlier she's on the mend and tossing out orders. She's truly an amazing woman. The other Sanders women certainly haven't failed to take the opportunity to get some things done around Grandmother's house that have been needing it for a while . Their approach to this however, has truly been an intriguing and novel approach to me.

Exhibit A; Betty Bob who is vacuuming nearly the entire house says to Sharon who is walking around doing an amazing job of supervising, "Sharon, will you move that chair out of the way?"
Sharon replies, "I'm gonna complain!"
Nancy chimes in, "What else is new!?"
And the chair gets moved.

Exhibit B; After dinner, while we are all sitting around the table discussing the day, there's a lag in the conversation and the time to clean has come. Sharon says, "No wash, no rinse, no dry!"
Betty Bob responds, "Well you can't go pretend to practice piano anymore cause there isn't one around!"
And the dishes get washed.
Sidenote; Sharon really did used to practice piano just to get out of doing chores. She admits it now, rather proudly I might add.

Now I have to say, it's been quite nice to feel useful lately. It's not often that I have 4 different tasks being "requested" of me at once and the progress being made around here really is inspiring. Furthermore, we haven't turned the TV on once and yet, I feel like I have had all the entertainment I need just listening to the bickeri....I mean conversations these Sanders women have. More than once, it's been pointed out to the nurses attending Mary Jo that she's not a complainer so asking her if she want's some Tylenol for the pain is like asking a polar bear if it wants more ice. It just won't make sense to the polar bear. Neither does it to Mary Jo. So without going into details, while her children have inherited so many of her good traits, they also differ from her in some ways. For every complaint Mary Jo chooses not to voice, her loving daughters are more than happy to pitch in 3 and toss in a few of their own! The thing about this that I find very interesting is while most groups accomplish tasks by having one person delegate and the rest following the orders, the Sanders hen house functions by having 4 delegators and one man to follow the orders! Ingenious!

Truth be told, everyone has been doing their part and we have truly been making some huge strides in getting Grandmother's house in order. If things keep going the way they've been, we will have a wonderfully clean and organized house for Grandmother to come home to. I just hope I'm still around when it's all done : \

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Update on my grandmother

On our drive to Lubbock yesterday, we were told Grandmother might not make it through the day. She originally went to the hospital because she was struggling to breath and had serious loss of blood. Even with an oxygen mask, her lungs weren't getting enough oxygen. Sunday evening they put her on a ventilator and Monday morning, we weren't sure she was going to come back enough to join the land of the living. However, when we arrived Monday evening, it was reported that she was doing significantly better. She was fully conscious and aware, even responding to questions with nods or shakes of her head. (She can't speak with the tubes in her mouth) She isn't out of the woods yet, but two messages she wrote to us, made us all feel as if she were getting back to her old self. The messages were:
" You need to shampoo the carpets."


"The dishwasher isn't working"

And as the women in my family are commonly referred to as "Those bossy Sanders women" the fact that her bossiness is returning, is an excellent sign.

Of course your prayers are still incredibly appreciated, but we are feeling increasingly optimistic. Thank you for your continuous thoughts and prayers.

Sunday, November 15, 2009


Please keep my grandmother in your prayers. She is currently in the hospital. We don't know many details, but she is intensive care. We are driving to Lubbock tomorrow and I don't know how long we will stay. Your prayers will be most welcome. Thank you.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

The Finale of "THE UTAH TRIP"

I am a terrible blogger, keeping you all in suspense for so many days, waiting on pins and needles to hear the end of our magnificent trip to Utah, but we have been oh so busy. I have been working for that non profit I was mentioning before, Music in the Schools, and Kyle has been running errands, cleaning house, doing everyones bidding, and just playing the perfect little house hubby. AND we just got back from Fredricksburg visiting some new friends. It was lovely, and oh so Christmasy, with lights and wreaths, a camp fire, and even a cool breeze to give the illusion of some type of cold weather in fall. All of the above is to make a pitiful excuse for why I have kept you waiting an unjustifiable and torturesome amount of time. I might as well have prodded under your fingernails with pins, the suspense must have been such a torture. At any rate, you can rest easy now, as the legendary story is to come to it's end.

Where were we... ah yes, I believe we were at Friday and taking a nap, a much needed and well deserved nap if I remember correctly as all naps are.

  • THE BEEHIVE HOUSE! Beehive house, Brigham Young's estate. Brigham Young was one of the founders of Salt Lake City, and as Ida Mae pointed out, had a very large family, 50 wives and 56 children to be exact. His house, or mansion, what have you, is called the Beehive house because deseret, which is a name coming from the book of Mormon which was said to be translated from a language similar to ancient Egyptian supposedly means swarm of bees. The house was beautiful and had many furnishings imported from France and other far away countries. In one room, the price of the curtains was listed as $37/yrd. That is an outrageous price today- in the 1800s, that would be equivalent to royalty I would imagine. Another question we had, which wasn't answered on our tour was how this man, who was said to have been so poor that he had to borrow a pair of shoes to come to Salt Lake City in the pilgrimage gain so much wealth? Anyone know?

The wedding dress one of the daughters made for her wedding.
  • Which was then followed by a riveting game of pictionary, boys against women. And of course we women showed those men folk who could draw and guess more accurately. Alright, alright, that's not the truth, in fact it might even be a blatant lie, but it was rigged I tell you. Sorcery was used, I am sure of it! :) Because everyone knows, women are better at everything.
  • Hiking in the mountain surrounding Salt Lake City was absolutely breathtaking. I love the outdoors and feeling the sense of oneness with the Earth. When much of our time is spent in suburbia with cell phones and televisions, it is easy to forget the majesty of the Earth's wonders, and many blessings.

  • We hiked to the SUMMIT, or what we decided was our lunching destination and then decided summit as the real summit was too far.
  • Snow, snow, what a foreign thing this white stuff on the mountain side was for us Texans. And by our behavior, one might have thought we had never seen snow before. Unfortunately the snow was hard, not soft and fluffy, so snowballs were more painful, and our shoes weren't waterproof, leaving our socks damp from our playfulness.
  • And then to Park City- the famous skiing enthusiast resort town. With a population of aprox. 7,000 and is considered part of the greater Salt Lake City area, often has more tourists than permanent residence at any given time. Shopping and din din were on the menu before we headed back for a riveting game of Apples to Apples in which Leslie won hands down and Jennifer participated by spouting out random comments from her dream state on the couch.

  • Breakfast with another friend who currently resides in Salt Lake City whom I met in Italy and last saw in Korea when she was visiting a friend. Small world ain't it? Anywho, it was wonderful to see her and catch up over Salmon eggs Benedict (which wasn't so fabulous).
  • Tea/coffee houses was difficult to find on a Sunday in Salt Lake, but eventually we located one, and sat down for a lovely fall afternoon chat.
  • And then, it was time to say our goodbyes, which is the least fun part of vacation. I have such love in my heart for these friends and without their friendship, my life would be greatly lacking.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Our Utah trip: Part 1

Wednesday, Kyle and I woke up before our lethargic bodies were ready , and by that I mean 8:30 am, in order to get in a last run before we took the trip to Mormonville, Utah. You may know it by it's other name, Salt Lake City, however since that Lake seems to be drying up quiet quickly, they may need to change the name, and Mormonville is clever, don't you think? I mean it is better than some of the names we have in Texas: Hell, Purgatory, among others.

  • Flight 2pm-4pm in Utah. It was direct, no layovers, no stops, it was fantastic! And what was even better, they had FREE Wifi in both airports, which was why I was able to write about our fabulous HALLOWEEN post!
  • Jennifer didn't arrive however until 10ish, and as our best friends are 80 years old and go to sleep before 9pm, they couldn't stay up to greet her. (Actually they had a valid excuse as they had to wake up at 5am to go to work, but it's more fun to call make fun of them)
  • Jennifer woke up as Leslie was leaving for work, in my opinion because she way too much energy but her excuse was the time difference from NYC to Utah; her body's time was two hours ahead, and with the extra hours in the wee morning with no one to entertain her, she went grocery shopping for Bisquick and pumpkin pie ingredients. Kyle and I woke to what sounded like someone covering the entire kitchen in aluminum foil. We were surprised to discover pancakes were generously being made by our energetic best friend.
  • After making breakfast and throwing together the ingredients for vegetarian chili in the crockpot in proper Suzy homemaker style, we got ready for our day of intrigue into this little/big city. (200 thousand people live inside SLC, but 1 million live in the greater SLC area, however there are only 2 million in total in all of Utah.)
  • We shopped. Well, Jen shopped, we watched. And ate at a fabulous little Greek restaurant.
Jen wasn't as enthusiastic about the billions of photo ops as I was :)
  • The temple is basically the epicenter of the city, and therefore wasn't difficult to find. The visitor center was interesting, but the best part by far was Ida Mae, our 93 year old tour guide who took us to the top of the Mormon office building to view the city in all it's Mountainous glory.
  • It took us 10 min to cross the room because she moved slower than molasses in January, but she was an excellent guide, and we found ourselves quoting her throughout the rest our trip. At one point when she was leading us to the elevators to go up to the observation deck we were abruptly stopped by the over protective security guard, who was then promptly scolded by this little old lady.
  • Adam and Eve fully clothed in Roman attire
Jesus among the stars and the planets in Heaven

  • Dinner- vegetarian chili- was fantastic. And the Bisquick mix doubled as a biscuit mix which we accidentally let fall to the ground, yet still ate (five second rule people).
  • We then gathered around the television set to watch "The Office," which was painful yet somehow satisfying to watch.

  • Friday began with Leslie sleeping nearly 12 hours. She has to sleep for two now and if the Pennycook Ness baby is anything like Leslie, it will appreciate sleep.
  • We then packed a lunch and headed off towards some mountains for wilderness hiking. As we didn't actually know what we were doing, we got lost several times along our route which sometimes had a clear path and sometimes didn't. Our National Geographic instincts weren't as skilled as Lewis and Clark's and when our confusing and unmarked path took us to a cutting and jagged ridge, a breeze, which some might describe as a deathly gale blew with all it's might attempting to dislodge us on our journey, and throw us to a harrowing fate among the bottom of the cliff, but I am happy to proclaim that we reigned victorious hikers and without any harm save a few blisters. And as explorers, we discovered a "living room" which is the name hiking enthusiasts have bestowed upon the very cleverly stacked pile of rocks placed in such a way to have the feel of chairs, couches and a coffee table.
  • While hiking underneath the sun, it is easy to forget the cool temperature of Utah in fall. We remembered quickly however as we picnicked next to the drained lake with the geese and ducks.
  • A nap was required before our visit to the...
To be continued..... (It's so exciting, I know! You are all in such anticipation, and I am keeping you from finding out what happens which is cruel torture, however, this post is getting way too long to be considered interesting so it will be in two parts, yes you must wait.)

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

WE are in UTAH!!

The last post was written entirely in the airport while waiting to catch our flight to Salt Lake City. What brings us to Salt Lake City you may ask? The answer is simple: We love salt and water, and when combined, it just makes an irresistible combination. ha ha ha! I crack myself up. I swear, if only everyone in the world thought my jokes were as funny as I find them, then I could be a successful comedian, and all my money problems would be solved. Too bad there are a limited amount of sophisticated or geeky (whichever you prefer) people in this world who get my untamed humor. Unfortunate for everyone else.
So the REAL reason we are here in this bowl like city, is that we are visiting Leslie, Peter, the unborn Pennycook Ness child, and Jennifer who is also flying in from NYC!
(Picking up Jen at the airport! I missed her!)
Yay! It has been so wonderful to see them all. It has been way too long. A year at least. I have visited with both their families plenty since I returned from Korea, but as they themselves live thousands of miles away from me and their families, we haven't had a chance to see each other.
Proof we are in UTAH! Where the beer only has 3-4% alcohol

Preparing for our Fiber intake!

There will be more posts with our many escapades, but this will have to do for now as we want to spend the majority of the time we have left actually visiting with friends!

The milk maid and Bessy

Thank you to everyone who wrote in their suggestions. We received some really fantastic and creative proposals. Here are a few so you can get an idea:
  • birthday suits (Kyle liked this idea)
  • priest and nun
  • vampire/zombie
  • garage sale ( my favorite) - wear a garbage bag and attach items with pricetags.
By Friday, we were pretty set on going as Cereal killers. No I didn't misspell cereal. The plan was to wear cereal boxes, plastic knives and fake blood. We saw someone else with this costume and thought it was so creative and it would be an easy and funny costume. We went to HEB and bought sample packs of our favorite sugar filled cereals and a plastic knife, but then we got the call: "VETO" my mom said. You see, we were going to a charity function with my mom and her friend, and as this charity event was held at a country club with hoity toity peeps, she didn't think our costumes were "appropriate."

"Ok mom," I said reluctantly, "our other idea was garage sales. We are low on funds, we have to get creative."
"Vanessa" she said exasperated, "I will pay for you to get real costumes. You are not going to wear a trash bag to a country club!"
"If you insist!" I replied excitedly

Last year, Kyle and I really wanted to go as a Cow and a cowboy. We thought it would be a really cute couple costume, however the only cow costume we found, was a one size fits all, which doesn't include bite sized adults who can fit into childrens clothing. So since Kyle falls into the one size category he was designated the grey uttered cow costume, and I, was to be the cowgirl.However, at the last minute, in a stroke of genius, our friend suggested that I go as a milk maid! Fabulous idea!! I found a beer maid costume, bought a metal jug at Michaels, along with a cow bell and a rope for good ole Bessy, and we were the perfect ranching couple. I must admit, I had a little too much fun dragging Kyle around on his leash, I mean cow rope. It also provided an extra toy on the dance floor which we used for excess spinning!

My mom planned originally to go as a Chinese woman because she had a dress she bought years ago in Chinatown in Vancouver, however the ladies at her office suggested she go as a geisha, so at that suggestion we bought an appropriate wig and HUGE eyelashes. BUT geishas are Japanese, not Chinese and she wore my Korean shoes and bag, so really she was just a nondescript Asian, and kind of convincing as well. The nun sitting next to her asked if she was actually Asian. The nun must have been blind because blond strands were sticking out beautifully!
All in all, it turned out to be a very enjoyable evening. Lots of laughs, lots of dancing and lots of silliness. Great fun!

AAAAND we had a surprise visit from some good friends we hadn't seen in ages!
YAY for the Houstons and fun surprises!!!

Sunday, November 01, 2009

Very exciting email I just got!



Congratulations! We are pleased to inform you that your application to
graduate in Fall 2009 has been approved. Your graduation is contingent upon
completion of current coursework, incompletes, correspondence, and/or
outstanding transfer work, by the appropriate deadlines.

Please review the following information and report corrections
as described below:

1. You are a candidate for the following degree/major:

B S Comm St, Human Relations

2. Your diploma will be mailed to your permanent address by the Office of
the Registrar approximately 4-6 weeks after the official graduation date.

One step closer!!!- since today is Sunday and UT is not a 24/7 organization, we can't call, but we are pretty sure that this means that I, Kyle can pick up my necessary paper work next week for proof of graduation to show to potential employees! Yippie Dippie doie!