According to my dear friend, two of the biggest stressors of any couple are moving and a new job. Well, here I am. Of course, this same friend had those plus marriage, a wild ride my tooncy and I are also about to embark on.
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According to my dear friend, two of the biggest stressors of any couple are moving and a new job. Well, here I am. Of course, this same friend had those plus marriage, a wild ride my tooncy and I are also about to embark on.
Today is my last day of medical school. It seems somewhat anticlimactic. All I can think about is the 85 things I need to do before residency in order:
1. Garage sale
2. England trip with Jonny
3. Apt hunting in Denver (14 hour drive one way)
4. Multiple weddings but sadly not my own
5. Graduation
6. Last visit with endocrinologist
7. 27th birthday
8. Moving
9. Residency orientation
And the most important of all, spending quality time with my friends and family and godchildren. I do love you all.
How bittersweet.
Since I know I am moving so soon, I have been constantly examining and re-examining what I need and what will go to the garage sale. Oddly enough, I have focused on the kitchen as I am a kitchen slut. I decided to sell my huge 64 spice rack because I never used most of them and honestly, ground spices lose their potency so quickly.
In that vein, I have identified several spices that I cannot live without:
1. Sea salt and freshly ground pepper
2. Tony Chachere's: seriously, the best spice in the cabinet.
3. Ground ginger: you need so little to give anything a big kick
I've had a thought. Those who have been my friends for a long time have no trouble with the fact that I am terrible at phones. I am terrible at answering them, returning them, listening to messages. And the reason is that I'VE ALWAYS BEEN THIS WAY. I used to answer the phone as a teen with: "is this important?" When it really comes down to it, I don't chat.
I think the phone actually gives me a little anxiety. So now you know. Really, really the best way to get in touch with me is by text. Text has been my salvation.
Peace doggues
I am lying bed with either a bad cold or a mild flu. I am listening to music that is new to me, and therefore I cannot determine if I really enjoy it or not. I am such a creature of habit that even new songs mildly offend me until I become accustomed to them.
Fear. I've been reading "Zen Habits", and they spoke of fear today. Not just fear of the dark or scorpians, but fear of projects, fear of being overweight, fear of clutter, fear of relationships. And I think they are right.
I've been a great fan of Etsy over the last few weeks that I've been in Denver. Here are some of my great loves:
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=14967709
**not sure I could wear this one b/c it isn't silver :c
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15447582
**buttons, who knew?
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=8087339
I do love skirts
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=12968788
Anyway, have a nice day!
Literally 2 seconds after we left Copper Grill, Obama got 297 electoral votes.
SPREAD THE WEALTH.
Cheers to you, my favorite of holidays. I have been celebrating you long in advance, with my voracious pillage of all novels vampirish from the entire Twilight series to all 8 Sookie Stackhouse novels and of course, TrueBlood. Add to that my copy of Zombie Survival Guide conveniently placed in the bathroom and my watching of Quarantine on the big screen recently...wow, even I am amazed. I even went to a haunted house Wednesday night.
Maybe it's not as authentic as dancing on the graves of my ancestors in the moonlight, but we all celebrate in our own ways. Bring on the revelry!
Thoughts flit in and out of my head for a time, wandering to and fro like addicts on a good trip. Lately, I've been thinking with contentment about aging.
Take these meanderings with a grain of salt...it's not like I'm qualified to judge cultures or nuthin'
The French:
- are a very quiet people. Not alot of yelling.
- don't like to label roads appropriately. They label them by where they dead-end eventually
- are very particular about the pronunciation of their language
The British: ROCK
The Spanish:
- don't care who enter their country
- have the best shopping ever
Americans:
- say waht you will, our airports are EFFICIENT