Ramblings of an Incoherent Fool

Fantastic.
I intend on writing a funny blog.
But, everything floating around in my head is a big blur of stress -- I have avoided writing because I cannot even formulate funny thoughts...
1. Mama moved out.
2. Residency apps are in and now I get to wait to be judged.
3. I am tired of working 56 days on and getting 1 off.
4. Boston is EATING my house (couch, quilts, etc).
5. Duncan is sick -- he's got the shivers.
6. I have already been at work for 14 hrs today... two more to go.
7. Fat. Seriously.

But, then, Husband and I are having fun. We have this ridiculous "aerogarden" -- We are growing herbs (basil, chives, and thyme) in water -- on our counter. We squish ourselves into our bed every night -- somewhere in between two dogs and wake up all tangled up together. We have Saturday mornings at the park together (in the snow -- brrrrrr). I kicked his butt on Ticket to Ride in Europe... I had to... He invited a jerk into my home -- the jerk needed to be humbled. A 50-car long track did just the trick -- "humble the jerk" mission status: complete.

So...
To save sanity...
Two things:
1. Husband got me voice lessons for Christmas! I am finally going to learn to sing and not sound like I am just kidding around the whole time.
2. Vanessa Maria and I are going to take an aerobic belly dancing class... starting January 14th.

Now... Husband will not be able to resist this blubber rolling, booty shaking, serenading masterpiece that is his wife.

Maybe at my graduation party I will perform a little something. GRADUATION... 18 weeks away... That is 126 days! What? No?!? Really? -- Indeed. Then, I will take a month off.

So. This concludes my "rambling to gather thoughts and make myself feel better" entry.

Next time -- expect to laugh.

Love,
Dr. Megan Evans (prefix anticipated to be correct: May 7, 2010 -- God bless it).