Most importantly though- tomorrow is PhD defense day...so I suppose as of mid-day tomorrow, I will officially (and old fashioned-ly) be a "Mrs. Dr." I think of two things when I hear "Mrs. Dr." The first is an episode of Friends when Rachel is chatting about her engagement to Barry and the other is "Mrs. Dr. Vandertramp" which is a mnemonic that is supposed to help you remember which verbs (in french) are conjugated with "être" I know that things will go well, but I know that I'd hate having to go through it, so 11am tomorrow can't come soon enough.
And, just so that we all know what the graduation "regalia" is all about:
I'm not sure it gets much cooler than that. I think I'll do a PhD simply for the clothes. I mean, the sleeves come with OR without cuffs and nothing says fabulous like pocket slits for easy access. I know I'm hoping he gets to wear an 8 point hat.