Monday, February 28, 2011

Time for a very tiny celebration.

My first draft is finished and handed in.  I am giddy to have that albatross sent off for scrutiny before returning to hang round my neck with added critique.  The thrills.

One of Joel's exams on Thursday was postponed due to snow (have I talked about this?) which dampered all of Friday night's celebrations because how can you celebrate being done when you aren't done?  That didn't prevent us from going to that really skeevy bar with the floor covered in peanut shells but where you (contrarily) aren't allowed to throw peanut shells.

Aren't, Grayson.

Awww, man.  Still having fun though, right guys?

Whatever.  No one listens re: the peanuts, and I think the servers are just contractually obliged to say Don't throw the shells whenever they see you throwing the shells, but nothing says they have to reinforce that rule.

What were we talking about originally?  Joel's exam.  They moved it to tonight so this morning he had to go to his first day of a new rotation and then go take the exam for the last rotation.  Worst, right?  But in honor of him being actually done the Big Three Rotations (Pediatrics, Surgery, Internal Medicine) tonight, and in honor of my first draft being out of my sticky fingers, we'll be having some very expensive beers.

Envy us.


Katie, Interrobangs Anonymous said...

I didn't know Joel was a Dr. Joel (or an almost-Dr. Joel)! How very, very awesome.

Congrats on the draft, congrats on the rotations, and congrats on the beer. But not really, 'cause beer is gross.

blackbird said...

I do.
I think.

Tikabelle said...

You're that much closer to being Anne and Gilbert! Congratulations!

Anonymous said...

Hurray for you guys! Hang in there!

Luv Mum

leahandmichael said...

yippee! congratulations brother!

and raych, you are totally classing up the place in your pearls. love you!