Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Is having a sweet tooth a medical condition?

I have the biggest sweet tooth. Cupcakes, brownies, cake, pie, cookies, chocolate, vanilla, crunchy, chewy - you name it, I LOVE it. And crave it. Everyday. I don't consider it a problem, everything in moderation, right? Of course there was that one time at Young Life Camp (don't ask) that C and I hid in the corner binging on chocolate chip cookies that my mom had sent with me.

But that's not the point. Tonight my boss is having a "going-away dinner" for me and the graduate student that is leaving this month. Normally, I would dread such an awkward social situation, but instead I am anxiously counting down the minutes until partay time. My boss asked everyone to bring a dessert. Some quick math - 10 people X 1 dessert = 10 desserts. That's right, tonight I will be binging on key lime pie, peanut butter cookies, tiramisu, and these delicious Brookies (that's brownie + cookie) that I whipped up last night.



Who cares what the actual dinner is - I am simply going for the dessert. Because really, it's my party and I'll binge on dessert if I want to!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

You don't need to go to med school to save a life

I saved my first life today.

It all started when I made J leave work at 2 today to enjoy an afternoon at the pool, basking in the sun. (why is it I feel less guilt playing hookie from work when I have a partner in crime?) A few minutes after settling into our lounge chairs J noticed a tick burrowing into the side of her stomach. (Don't get the wrong idea, she's not dirty, J has an adorable golden retriever and took him to the park yesterday). Within seconds we were in my bathroom and with tweezers in hand, I carefully removed the tick, ensuring that the burrowed head was properly removed. After flushing the intruder down the drain, we promptly returned to the pool. The whole operation took approximately ninety seconds.

Who knows what that tick could have been carrying. Lyme disease, Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever? Nausea, muscle cramps, and fatigue, OH MY!

As we returned to our lounge chairs, J apologized for the "incident." No worries, I replied, I love this kinda stuff. J replied, "Oh, I was sorry that I made you miss prime tanning time."

And with that my first medical emergency was over.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Habits to Break before Medical School

1. Checking all of my blogs every hour.
2. Napping on Sundays.
3. Saying "that's what she said" and "that's racist" in the middle of conversation.
4. Catching up on a week's worth of DVR in one sitting.


I'm sure the list will continue...suggestions are welcome

Tabula Rasa

As I've mentioned before, I am starting medical school this fall. Word on the street is that it can be mentally challenging and very demanding. Medical schools try to explain the work load as comparable to taking 35-40 graduate credit hours per semester. Or to put it bluntly, "it's like drinking out of a fire hose." With this adventure starting very soon, I've decided to dedicate the month of July to mindless activities. I'm going to channel Locke and let my brain become a blank slate, so it can absorb all this new information like a sponge. So here's what I have lined up for July (I'm refraining from making a schedule or plan because there won't be one - class schedules, study schedules, workout plans, etc will resume in August)

TV Shows:
1. NYC Prep - a reality version of Gossip Girl? Don't mind if I do.
2. The Real Housewives of New Jersey - as soon as Dina said, "I don't know if she wants to be me or skin me and wear me like last year's Versace" I was hooked. And lets be serious, I'll watch reruns of NYC (team Jill), OC, and Atlanta even though I've already seen them all...

3. Tori and Dean: Home Sweet Hollywood - She'll always be Donna Martin to me. See below -I will be reading her 2nd book this summer

4. Jon and Kate + 8 - I know, I know....I don't want them to exploit their children and make more money either, but who doesn't love watching a train wreck?

Literature:
1. Us Weekly, People, InStyle, Glamour, etc....the adult picture book

2. One Fifth Avenue - I know it came out last summer, but I've been saving it for now!

3. Mating Rituals of the North American Wasp - medical school is for more than just becoming a doctor...

4. Social Climbers - seems to be on everyone's list this summer

5. Twenties Girl - same author as the Shopaholic Series, which I loved, so I have high hopes for this one!

6. Mommywood - an automatic best seller



Activities:
1. Laying out - with one of the above mentioned books and discussing one of the above mentioned shows with L

2. Wining and Dining - because lets be serious, I won't have the time or money next year

3. Shopping - for myself and for my home

4. Spending time with friends and family - I want everyone to remember me while I disappear for the next 4 years!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

GroomsWOman

My brother got engaged last night. I'm still working through the "OMFG we're getting old" and the "I can't believe my brother is getting married" thoughts. But seriously, I could not be happier for the kid. He's my only sibling and we've gone through things together that no one else will ever understand. We have an amazingly unique relationship and although we are very different, I wouldn't change a thing about him. Its only natural that I want to be there for him during this exciting time and on his wedding day.

Literally, I want to be standing on his side of the alter showing my full support. I want to be a groomswoman. I'm not asking to be the Best Man, I don't want that title. I don't want a different outfit. And I know what everyone is thinking...I'm not trying to make the wedding about me or steal by sister-in-law's thunder. Let me break it down for you.
  • Groomsmen are close friends or relatives of the groom that are there for support and have been a huge part of the groom's life. I've been there for the past 24 years. I put my time in watching 4 years of high school golf matches, buying ever article of clothing he owns, and watching the OC's Christmakuh every holiday season
  • Groomsmen spend time together helping the groom with wedding preparations, keeping him cool, calm, and collected before the big day, and doing other groomsmen things. I know my brother's best man and other groomsmen, but I don't know the bridesmaids. Why would I not want to spend all this time with people I don't know when I can be spending this special time with my brother and his fellow groomsmen who I'm also very close to?
  • The groom's family sits on the groom's side of the church and the bride's family sit on her side. I don't want to stand on the alter during the ceremony and look at strangers. I want to look at all the people there to support my brother.
  • Most importantly, as my brother stands there on the alter during the most important moment of his life, I want him to look over his shoulder and see me standing there. I want to be there to show my love, support, and let him know how proud I am of him.

I know in the end, it's not my decision and this idea is a little outside the box. If you like it, take it, if you don't, send it right back.

Bloggy McBloggerson

I’ve been a dedicated blog reader for the past two years now. (Take note that this corresponds to the duration of my first 9-5 job) I don’t think its’ become an unhealthy habit, but I will admit that I do reference certain bloggers in conversation, see things that remind of the people I’ve met through their blogs, and check my daily list of blogs more frequently than facebook. So I find it natural that I start my own blog. I don’t expect people to care about my life nor do I think I’m funny or that my life is “different” from anyone else’s and therefore worth writing about. These are just my thoughts and adventures as I start medical school this fall. Which medical school, I don’t know yet, but that’s the topic of another post.


* The title of this post is a shoutout to my friend J (and yes I will be referring to people by their first initial because I've been doing this way longer than Gossip Girl has been roaming the Upper East Side, just ask my bf B!)