Friday, December 27, 2013

Busy busy busy

Apparently I'm only capable of blogging in lists these days.  Here's the second half of my first semester of med school in a very abbreviated fashion.  My biggest failure of late is my lack of photography.  When I stop studying and hang out with my friends or family, I've just been enjoying it so much I haven't slowed down to take pictures.  I need to work on that.

(1)  Football.  Auburn had some unexpected success.  I have only attended the AU-Georgia and AU-UA games since graduating... so I have pretty high standards for my future Auburn games.  I also made a couple of trips to T-town to see more (more: as, in additional to Auburn) high-quality football.

Best double-daters around.

Toomers isn't the same without the trees.

(2)  Wedding planning.  Still not my forte.  But we've had engagement pictures (aka Christmas shopping), picked out bridesmaid dresses, ordered my dress, addressed save the dates.  Keeps me on my toes.

(3)  Fun times in Volker Hall and Lister Hill Library.  
Fundamentals 2 really gave me a run for my money.  Who REALLY thought it was a good idea to teach bacteria, viruses, fungi, and parasites in the TWO weeks before Christmas break?

(4) Family time/ graduation.
Between Thanksgiving and Christmas and Charles's graduation, I've gotten to hang out with my fam and my future fam a lot.  :)  Oh and Charles graduated.  He starts "real life" (aka full-time employment) in a couple of weeks.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013


Lately I am grateful for 14+ hours spent in the car because it means we spent a sunny Thanksgiving with family,

the craziness of Black Friday because it means the shooting range was empty,
the temperatures dropping because it's an excuse for hot cocoa and extra marshmallows,
 endless amounts of packing because it means we are moving closer to friends and family,
 crowded restaurants because it means a lunch date while exploring new places, 
waiting in line 4 hours because it means we experienced the greatest iron bowl in history,
thorns in my pants because it means we won and jumped through bushes to storm the field,
 and the man who destroyed Toomer's trees because it proves tradition never dies.

California, here we come. War Eagle.