(One of the two turkeys we cooked, this one was fried. I actually got this picture from cookingamerica.com, but you get the idea.)When I was in high school, my mom used to make me call her once or twice a night "just to check in". However, painful this was for me at the time, I now realize the purpose. She just wanted to know what I was doing and that I wasn't being arrested. Likewise, I for all five of you who care, I'm just checking in.
Thanksgiving was really good. Ashley, my big sis, is an awesome hostess. It's funny to see how we all grow up. When you're learning life lessons at the same rate as the people around you, you tend not to notice the changes. But after this weekend, I have to say that Ashley is not longer the sorority girl I remember from our last year in the same town. She is a bonafide adult. She cooked tons of good meals, treated all her guests with grace and dignity, she had fun, watched football, cleaned up after the "dirty Dalgos" (Megan excluded from the dirty part), and she was grateful to God for us the whole time. That's freakin' awesome. I really admire her, she's got so many virtues that are foreign to me. So thanks Ash.
School is back in high gear and I'm still trying to stay on the surface and not breathe in the water hovering close to my nose. But, here's one comfort: when I apply for residency I probably won't have to do too much explaining for not making A's. Why is that? I'm probably going into primary care and not many people want to go into that (low pay, long hours) so I don't have to kill myself trying to outdo my classmates. Another comfort: life is so much bigger than climbing the ladder. What? I mean that there always seems to be something better just over the horizon, but in the end that search is a mirage so I'm going to be content where I am, whether it's an A, B, or C in Fundamentals II I don't care.
OK, so I'm going to have to blog about more random things that I like and what I think about life because I need a break from medical stuff. So anyway, just thought I'd check in.
2 comments:
That turkey looks good, can you fry one up at Christmas?
Ummm, ummmm, I think so. We'll need a deep frier, some good cajun sauce to inject, and a whole lot of (peanut if what we use) oil. I think it's a long shot knowing the Johnsons' refined taste buds and well established traditions. But I'm down.
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