Chicago

Reid is in Chicago this weekend for a Dental School interview - YAHOO!!  Midwestern University in Downer's Grove is the school, today is the interview, and I'm sure he'll knock this one outta the park. 

Here's a few pictures of the place - I've only been to Chicago once and I was freezing.  It seems not much has changed.

If we do end up moving there, I think I could get used to this pizza.  Reid said it was delicious.  Jealousy.

We'll keep you updated when we find out. 

Is this really my life?

I woke up yesterday saying bad words.  I know, it's not a good start when that happens. 

The night before I had gone to work out like a good little soldier, then drove home.  I had to drive around the apartment complex several times because there wasn't any parking.  After about 10 minutes I started laughing because there were no spots - nada.  What are you supposed to do when it's 1am, you're tired, have to work the next day, and you can't find a spot to park your car?  Well, there were handicapped spots not being used, and I knew that would be illegal, so I did the next best thing - I parked in the little hashed spot next to the handicapped spot.  For those not sure if this is legal - IT'S NOT.  I walked inside the apartment, went to sleep, woke up early to make sure the car was fine.  IT WASN'T.  They had towed it that morning at 4:35am.  Oh boy.  I called the towing company, he said I couldn't come until after 8am because then I'd be paying an extra after hours charge.  Delightful.  We went there at 8:30am, to find no one at the towing company.  Another call and we had the pleasure of waiting for 15 mins in the cold until the man arrived.  Awesome.  The best part (ironic, as Reid kindly described it), was how the tow guy pulled into the little parking lot and parked here

Look closely.  See anything funny about where he parked?

After dropping over $200 to get the car back, we called our apartment complex, got a few options sorted out, and continued with the day.  There's no reimbursement, just a hard lesson learned - so hard in fact I'm still trying to figure out which lesson I was supposed to learn.  I'm sure it'll come to me. 

Thanks, Amy!

It's so great to have friends that are talented.  It inspires me and at times makes me want to smack them.  But, I don't want to smack Amy.  She asked Reid and me to be her models as she's getting her photography business started, and we gladly obliged.  She's a rockstar.  Amy and I have been friends since elementary school.  We would rollerblade in her cul-de-sac, play roller hockey before it was cool, and always finish our homework before any outside activity (yeah, we were totally cool back then).  Check out her awesome work.  I love you, Amy

Check out those sparks flyin'....  I would put more pictures up but I don't have enough storage.  I'll have to work on that.  Oh - and I apparently only own one sweater.  I'll have to work on that as well.

Thanks, TCH!

The radiologists were so kind to pay for my great birthday dinner (not exactly what they were going for - they just happened to plan the Christmas dinner on my birthday!)  Here's a pic of all the ultrasound girls.  Such a hot bunch. 
Lt to Rt: Deb Hardy, Klare Smith, me, Emily Lenzen, Jenny Hamilton, Kay Rosenbach

I'm 30

Wow - old.  I'm super lame about not having pictures, but wanted to update the blog nonetheless.

My birthday was great.  Low key and fun and spent with my sweetheart.  We snowboarded, had breakfast in bed, read a book...all fun stuff.

Work has been funny.  Not "ha ha" funny. Crazy busy to the point where you can't remember when you sat down last or if you ate lunch funny.  Today probably topped all others on funny....here's what happened.

Not only had we way too many patients to scan and not enough time to do so, but there were a few people in the department that had a bad enough attitude that it brought the whole mood down.  There were some portable ultrasounds that needed doing, so I volunteered to go just so I could get out of dodge.

I went upstairs, finished my first scan and was headed to my second when I realized I really had to use the facilities.  I drank too much water that morning and hadn't had enough time to do anything about it.  I got to the patient's room, asked the nurse where the nearest bathroom was located, and headed down the hall.  I noticed on my way down that a maintenance guy was doing some touch-up painting on the corner of the door.  I didn't think much about it since he was painting on the opposite side of the hallway.  His cart full of supplies was right in the middle of the corridor, so I kinda shimmied past it to get into the bathroom, closed the door and happened to look in the mirror and caught sight of my backside - COVERED IN WHITE PAINT.  I had gray scrubs on.  White on gray is nice on walls - not so nice on my bum.  I stood in the bathroom in shock.  My scrub top didn't cover my whole backside, I wasn't in the ultrasound department, but in the ICU with nurses and patients and no one that I knew.....oh, it was funny.  I took my pants off, got paper towels and tried wiping the paint away.  Thankfully I got it all off, but now I had a new problem - a HUGE wet spot on my bum.  Sure glad I told that nurse I really had to use the bathroom....  I stayed in the restroom for a good 10 mins, trying to dry my pants and eventually deciding I didn't really care.  Sometimes I wonder how I do the things I do.  Ridiculous.