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Friday, April 26, 2013

This week


  • I just want to say that everyone who commented on my last post earlier this week is awesome.  I'm glad to hear other people get annoyed when asked about babymaking.
  • I've barely seen Jeff.  He's back at the main University/Charity hospital now through the end of residency which = trauma call.  There seems to be more shootings in Nola when the weather gets warmer, so yay for that.
  • I had high hopes of getting at least 2 lectures done for the class I'm teaching this summer.  I just finished ONE today.  So I'm realizing this is going to take a bit longer than expected.  But I also finished my syllabus, so that counts for something, right?
  • I had even higher hopes of having a spotless apartment since I have SO much free time now, but I can't seem to find it in me to get motivated.  I did swiffer mop all of our floors today though so I'm going to give myself a little pat on the back for that one.  Also- EW- the floors in our bedroom were disgusting since the only places I regularly clean are the rooms people see when they come over.  Does anyone else do that?
  • I'm forcing Jeff to take me out to dinner tonight even though I know he's probably super tired and we have about a bajillion dollars in credit card debt from paying for his board review course.  No job = I'm going stir crazy sitting inside all day!
  • Jeff is off all weekend.  I'm off (obviously).  It's a miracle!
  • And THIS video:

Happy Weekend!

Monday, April 22, 2013

Nunya Bizness

What makes people thinks it's ok to ask someone when they're thinking about having a baby?  I've been asked this twice in two days.  This past weekend, I was at a friend's baby shower, so babies were obviously on everyone's mind.  I can understand how the question could come up in this situation.  But to have an acquaintance ask me this in front of a room full of girls, none of which I am close to, seemed inappropriate and really bothered me.  Especially when I wasn't the only childless, married person there- why me?  People must think that now that I'm done with school I must have nothing better to do.  Granted, I've been married longer than the other girls at the shower...at a whopping 1.5 years.  Why do people expect you to start popping out babies as soon as you say 'I do'?  And more importantly, why do they think it's any of their business?  I think I answered with something snarky and slightly rude.  I always think of something better to say later in the day.  I've decided the next time this happens to respond with, "I'm not sure, when are YOU having a baby?" or "I don't know, but I'll be sure to let you know as soon as we start trying!" regardless of their marital status.  Or maybe I'll just say I hate kids.  I don't, but that should shut them up.

The reality is we won't be telling ANYONE when we decide to start a family.  It doesn't matter whether we started trying months ago, decided to wait until we're settled with the move, or want to hold off another couple of years.  The point is, it's none of anyone's business.  It is such a hugely personal decision, and I would never think to ask anyone unless I felt very close to them and the topic came up naturally.

What if you asked someone and they had been trying unsuccessfully to get pregnant for a long time?  Wouldn't you feel like an asshole?  And why are people so innately curious about other people's reproduction anyway?  It's bizarre.  Do people really expect Jeff and I to tell them, "Oh, we're ready now!" and then look forward to having them ask us every single month, "Are you pregnant yet?!"  No thanks.  So mind ya own bizness people!





Friday, April 19, 2013

Our hearts are with Boston

I woke up this morning to news that the two Boston bombing suspects had been identified as brothers and that one had already died in a shootout with police.  Being married to Jeff, I have developed into a sort of news junkie (his love for all things patriotic extends to a love for politics).  So I've been glued to the TV screen this morning as events continue to develop.  There are even reports that the younger brother may be studying for a career in medicine and that both of them have taken advantage of some of the finest schools the US has to offer.  It's unbelievable to me that such educated, privileged young men could be capable of committing such evil against a country that has given them so much.

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I did a lot of complaining about the possibility of moving to Jackson when Jeff and I were looking at fellowship programs.  I was hoping he would fall in love with a program in a more exciting city.  But lately, events like this one (and the crazy threats from North Korea- even though I know the US would smoke this nut job before anything happened) make me thankful we are moving to a small Southern town where not much happens.  The day the Boston bombings happened, I was on a flight headed back to Nola.  New York actually had a marathon the weekend I was there too, the day before the Boston bombings. We saw several runners post-marathon walking around the city.  It could have happened there.

Jackson may not be a mecca of exciting events, but the possibility of a terrorist attack never crosses my mind when I'm there.  The older I get and the more crazy shit that happens in this country, the more I value small towns like Jackson.  Don't get me wrong- I've loved every big US city I've visited. I'm pretty much obsessed with San Francisco and spent waaaay too much money shopping when I visited Chicago.  Atlanta is a must-visit city for me at least every couple of years.  I've never been to Boston, but I'm sure I would love it.  I hope the people of Boston can move on with their lives as if this never happened.  If we begin to live our lives in fear, then the crazies will have won.  But for now, I'll stop complaining about Jackson (or I'll try to do it way less), because sometimes living in a town where nothing ever happens is a good thing.


Thursday, April 18, 2013

NEW YORK CITY, PT. 2

By the time we started to walk across the Brooklyn bridge back to Manhattan I was dying.  Not really, but I mean, how much do these New Yorkers seriously walk every day?  Come to think of it, this is probably why I didn't see one overweight person the entire time.











I even got a glimpse of the new Freedom tower.  Jeff wants to go to NYC with me to see it up close when it's complete since he's pretty much obsessed with anything patriotic.






The next day was my birthday (27?!) and we went to walk along the Highline (more walking) which is an old railroad line that has been turned into a park.  It was pretty, but I guess I was expecting some better views based on all the hype.



Diane von Furstenburg headquarters












Art installation on the side of a building






Railroad tracks turned into a garden



Mural in progress


After another long morning, I needed a nap.  But the pull of Levain Bakery was enough motivation to get me up and out the door again.  I had been hearing about their famous cookies, and I had to have one...duh.  It was my birthday, after all, so totally ok.



Line out the door for Levain


Crunchy on the outside and melty on the inside!  How do they do it?!



Chocolate chocolate chip cookie, the size of my hand.


We took our cookies to enjoy them at Central Park.  It was a beautiful day!






Central Park fountain










I had a great time visiting with Brittany and doing some sightseeing (and let's get real, eating).  But I'm SO glad to be back in New Orleans, back to a semi-normal life!  I did miss Jeff just a little ;)

I'm still playing stay at home wife right now, and I have to say, it's not a bad gig!  Our apartment is clean and I'm enjoying having the time to cook meals.  I've caught up on errands and have time do go to the gym in the middle of the day before I get too tired.  I'm giving myself a couple more days to catch up on everything that fell by the wayside when I was finishing up my dissertation before I start preparing for the class I'll be teaching this summer.  And oh yea, we still haven't planned a vacation for July.  I should probably get on that.  Lots of exciting things to come!



  

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

NEW YORK CITY, PT. 1

Another joy of residency- Jeff's board review course was scheduled over the weekend of my birthday.  Going with him wouldn't have been much fun because the course was scheduled from 7am-7 or 8pm every day.  Lame.  But, I wasn't about to sit at home on the big day after finally finishing grad school, so I packed my bags and headed to NYC for a long weekend.  

My friend Brittany from college was my lovely host and tour guide for the weekend.  It's wasn't my first rodeo in New York, so I wanted to spend the weekend doing things a little off the beaten path.  The title of this post says New York City, but I spent my first full day there trekking around Brooklyn.






After exploring some cute neighborhoods, we made our way to the Brooklyn flea market, which is apparently a big deal.  So.Many.Hipsters. though.  




And these doughnuts...this cafe de lait flavor!  Oh my.  A little bit of Big Easy in the Big Apple.  They probably don't even know cafe de lait is a Nola thing.  I'm claiming it.




After the flea market, we stopped by this cute coffee shop that had COFFEE ICE CUBES.  Come on now.  So when they melt, your iced coffee doesn't get all watery.  Genius.  I will even forgive them for not having Splenda.  Apparently the only hipster way to drink your coffee is black.







And Jane's Carousel out on a pier was beautiful.




Here it is like a magical fairytale island during Hurricane Sandy-


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I loved Brooklyn.  Much more my speed compared to the craziness of Manhattan.  But after a long day (some 6+ hrs) of walking...I had one more thing on my Brooklyn to do list...walk across the bridge back to the city...


Monday, April 8, 2013

Temporary stay at home wife life

Talk about highs and lows.  I just spent the past couple of months in a rush to prepare for the biggest educational moment of my life- finishing and defending my PhD.  Now I'm done and have a month and a half to relax, prepare for the class I'm teaching this summer, and pretend I'm a fancy Dr's wife minus the expensive clothes and champagne (sarcasm.  don't get me started on Bravo's new show).


Life as a newly minted PhD looks like this:


Outlet mall shopping with mom and mother-in-law to shop and see Chef Curtis Stone.




And eat yummy food truck fare.






And bake.



And cook breakfast for visiting family.



(ohmygod Bouchon bakery cinnamon pecan waffle mix is AMAZING.  I got it from Williams Sonoma and now they don't sell it anymore and I have to find it somewhere!  I'm going to New York this weekend and may stock up at their brick and mortar store.)

And make a real meal for Jeff.


Skirt steak stuffed with spinach and feta served with mashed parmesan cauliflower.


Ok, so a lot of these activities involve food.  I think I'll add going to the gym to the list of temporary stay at home wife activities...

Friday, April 5, 2013

I'M DONE!


Holy crap people, I have a PhD!!!  Guess we're now The Drs. Witty :)

I just successfully defended my dissertation this morning and I feel like I'm floating on air.  I thought I would feel different, but I don't think it's fully sunk in yet.  Maybe it will feel more real when we move to Jackson and I start making a bigger paycheck?

My parents came to take me out to lunch to celebrate and gave me this beautiful bracelet:




And Jeff dipped out of conference for a bit to surprise me with this new camera!!





Best Buy no interest credit cards are the best  ;)  I can't wait to learn how to use it.  Hopefully this means better pictures for the blog to come!

I'm looking forward to the first weekend in a very long time with nothing hanging over my head.  No deadlines, studying, writing, or other work to worry about.  It's going to be wonderful!