I'm Always Right

I'm really trying to get in the habit of posting more. I've been feeling rather hateful about blogs and blogging.

Scene-my house.
Me: hey, that return finally came through on the am ex. so I'm going to use the balance to buy running shoes.
Husband: ok
Me: Can I have that card back? (we have a card we only used for miles for 1 trip, but it isn't our primary credit card)
Him: what are you talking about?
Me: you took the card from me. We decided we didn't really need to use 2+/month. So you stole it so I wouldn't use it.
Him: Are you sure? I don't remember this. I don't think this happened.
Me: we were standing in this exact spot.
Him: You lost it didn't you?
Me: I'm going to find it in under 10 seconds in your desk.

I open the top drawer. There it is on top of everything. Time elapsed-2 seconds

Him: you planted that didn't you?
Me: I'M ALWAYS RIGHT! NEVER QUESTION ME AGAIN! I WANT TO BOTTLE THIS FEELING AND LIVE ON IT FOREVER!

More pictures in which I am being inappropriate

I have several serious posts brewing, but in the meantime I leave you with a few pictures of me embarrassing myself and others.

Every year M's residency has a graduation dinner for the fellows and residents. This year it was at a Motorsports park in this museum of classic cars and motorcycles.


They also have sculptures outside. Of naked dudes. On Segways. You see where this is going.

photography note: standing as wide as possible does not lead to flattering pictures. 

Why yes, his entire residency and attendings were just inside or walking past. I try not to let dignity hold me back from a good picture.

After that dinner we went to a going away party for friends who moved to Portland...which I just can't talk about.  Then we went to the world's sketchiest bar for karaoke! 

I am only posting a picture of me to protect the guilty. 

Y'all I don't even know what this thing was. It was called "The Baby". I didn't order it and I assure you I didn't drink the entire thing. I think 12 of us might have been drinking out of it at one point. The karaoke was fantastic and we had some serious performers. 

I'm obviously keeping it real and classy here on this blog.

Marriage

Husband is on home call tonight, so he is in the other room occasionally reading CTs.

I'm watching a commercial for Oreos. I yell at him from the living room "You're my Oreo Fudge Cream. But not in a dirty way." We like to call each other whatever random thing we've just heard, especially if it is rude or funny. He called me a coronal reformat earlier today. And then giggled uncontrollably.

Then I hear in response: "Hey Dr. Whoever, this is radiology..."

Oops.

Insomnia

Am I the only person with seemingly constant insomnia? Ugh. I am so tired of it. It is 2am and we are leaving at 8am. I think I'm going to just get some stuff done and then sleep...sometime. Somewhere. I'm sure it will be fine. I have just been sleeping so poorly lately. I just lay there (lie there? I can never remember) eyes wide open. Stupid body. Get with it! I feel tired, and then am just wide awake.

 I finally found my camera cord, so I thought I would grace y'all with a picture. The husband is in it. I'm not sure how excited he would be about me posting his picture just out there, so I made him a clever disguise. This is much better. I'm sure he would agree. If I asked him first.


No one will recognize him now! hahaha.


This is us at the Sugar Bowl. Before the Hogs lost in spectacular fashion. Story of our lives.