Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Whoa! Thats some powerful coffee!!

So I took a break from packing and met my older friends at the new Bad Ass Coffee shop today. No, I am not cussing for the sake of cussing, it's really called that! See the link. Anyway, it is Hawaiian coffee, not that I know the difference, but I ordered a something or other Latte, that was Hazelnut and Dark Chocolate flavored, and I ordered a tall. They warned me, but I didn't heed the warning that it was four shots of espresso. I feel as though my body is one electrified nerve ending. Needless to say, I have gotten a lot done since I returned home! I think I hear buzzing.... maybe it is just my synapses in overload!

Monday, March 27, 2006

Thoughts arising while packing....

I really don't like packing. It reminds me of how much crap we have acquired, and makes me want to throw it all. But, I refain, and just keep packing. I am at that point where I find myself walking around in circles. We still need stuff to live on/with for 4 days, and so I am mentally separting all the junk into piles. That was gettting boring, so I thought I would blog. The Babe is with Grandma and Grandpa, so we could actually accomplish the packing. He was just way too much "help" for his own good. So he is having a good time hanging with them. While going through stuff, a somewhat morbid thought has occurred to me. I don't know how people, who have lost a child ever go on with life. With the Babe gone, everytime I open a drawer, or move something, I am reminded by his presence. I know he is just at his Grandparents, but see, we took all his toys and clothes and everything with him. So on the surface, there are not many obvious signs of his existence. But for example, I open my drawer in my kitchen, where my measuring cups are to be, and I find colored pencils! Why? Because that drawer is in his reach and he just thought that was a good place for them. We think the stereo sounds funny... why? Because the balance has been "fixed" for us before he left. These are the little things we find, and laugh about, and it makes us miss him and all his funny things. And I know I will see him in 5 days. I could not fathom if it were a different way.... Ok, enough morbid thoughts.. but lets call them "reflections" instead... oh well, I hear kitchen utensils calling my name, asking to be packed.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Do you know?

I DO know it from Shinola!!!

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

T-Do's thoughts of the trip

"mmmm.... Nope.... still no Northworst plane....."

"Good thing I brought my own drinks!!"

"Listen here, Bud, I ordered that pizza over 45 minutes ago! And it better have extra cheese!"

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Back again...

I am going to assume my witty blogs were missed over the last week, and it was because it was probably the 2nd worst week of my life. We were going through "The Scramble" which has to do with medical students and trying to find a Residency position. My sister had a much more precise and explicit description of the experience, but I can't share that! But in the end, I think things worked out very well. In less than 24 hours, we had to book a flight to Minneapolis, drive 2 hours south to Mason City, Iowa, and interview there. I loved the community and people. The Residency Program is very good, and is very supportive. There are about 5- 2 year old boys, so the Babe will have a posse. So, as of July, we will be Iowans. Now that we went through that whole whirlwind, we have the next daunting task of being packed up and out of Smellytown in 10 days! UGH! Packing tips anyone?

Tuesday, March 14, 2006


To quote the Comicbook guy from Simpsons,
"Worst day ever!"

Yes, that has been our day. Med school sucks, residency sucks, this all sucks... he should have been a pilot... or a farmer.... or a lumberjack......

The Residency Match has "Scrambled" any hopes we had of anything right now.... more tomorrow I guess..................................

Saturday, March 11, 2006

That'll leave a mark...

Did you know that a hurled sippy cup to the head can bring a 30-something woman to tears? Well now you know. The Babe's deadly aim left a nice bruise, between my temple and my eyebrow. Who would have thought that a smiley SpongeBob cup could hurt so dang bad! Maybe I have a baseball pitcher on my hands... I guess I will take my base and it is on to more innings!

Friday, March 10, 2006

New Design

Here is a new bead design I created specifically for my friend MantaRay who is getting hitched in Jamaica soon...It and its friends will be assembled into something beautiful, and blue just for her wedding.
You like??

Thursday, March 09, 2006

The old Big Bird, he ain't what he used to be....

A couple weeks ago, I discovered Sesame Street runs in the morning, and its showing allows for me to check my e-mail and drink my coffee, with minimal distractions from my busy boy. However, maybe it is nostalgia, maybe it is like a friend says "memories age like wine" but Sesame Street just isn't cracked up to what it once was. First off, the Hubby and I remember an overwhelming sense of inner city grime and smog when we recall watching Sesame Street. Kind of like the opening scenes to "All in the Family" or "The Jeffersons." You know what I am talking about, the smog and big old cars... but I digress. Anyway, the Street its is so green and clean....

It just seems so structured, and the skits seems so long... I remember seeing lots of different scenes on one episode. Now there is like a 10 minute skit of "Journey to Ernie." Find Rubber Duckie, find Ernie! I want to see Oscar be Grouchy. I want to see Cookie Monster eat cookies, and I want to see The Count, count!! I also don't remember Bert being so darn grumpy and depressing.

I do find it amusing that some of the same people who were on it when I was growing up are still on it! Bob, Gordon and Luis are still hanging out on the Street, just a bit grayer and slower. And you can still get the "letter and number of the day" as well as learn a bit of Spanish along the way, so I guess it's not all bad. Now if they would just bring back 3-2-1 Contact, The Bloodhound Gang and The Electric Company, life would be good

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

The Babe 2, Mommy 0

In the course of the day, this VERY active toddler has managed to bite my finger with the force of a bear trap (my fault, I was giving him a bite of turkey and told him to "bite.") and headbutt me in the bridge of the nose. I have a high pain tolerance, but I was brought to tears twice today! Only 4 more hours until bedtime, I think I have 4 more rounds left in me....

Reflections from a Housewife

The other night I was getting my hair cut, with my $4.99 coupon at Great clips (Because yes! I am worth a $4.99 haircut.....) and I was telling the stylist I was a mom and housewife. She asked me, "So, what do you do all day??" I have to admit this isn't the first time I have been asked this, but it always strikes me as an odd question, and momentarily leaves me speechless (shock! I know you didn't think that was possible.)

So what DO I do all day. I know I am moving almost constantly. It seems to me I am constantly doing some laundry, cleaning cat boxes (yuck!), doing some grocery shopping, bill paying, playing with the Babe, cleaning up the never ending explosion of toys that follows my walking whirlwind... We might go to the park, or meet someone for coffee on occasion. I really do like to cook. And by that, I mean more than turning on the oven and opening a box. So, I start prepping an hour or so before we eat.

When I am asked this particular question, I feel like it is with a tone of amazement that I could actually find things to do to keep busy, day in and day out. Interesting. Maybe I just hate this overwhelming feeling of having to justify that my current "job" is time consuming, real, and important to someone who I have never met before and just yanked on my earring for the THIRD time.

Friday, March 03, 2006

The Results are in......

Regarding the once looming test.....
HE PASSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Ride 'em Cowboy!

We went to the Buffalo Bill Grave and Museum on Tuesday. The Babe got to play cowboy there. I loved the chaps! He wouldn't keep his hat on though... thus no good picture with it on.