Retroactive Post
On Sunday, Cami and I drove to Utah for my Spring Break. The trip there was uneventful, except for the fact that we were towing along two little kids with us. We agreed to take Cami’s sister’s two children, Daniel and Jessica, with us to give Wendy, Cami’s sister a break from the insanity of home-schooling her two intense kids. What an ordeal that was! I am not sure if you are aware of this, but little kids have no concept of time or distance. This slight problem is compounded by their incessant insistence on knowing “How many more miles till we get there?” or, more accurately written, “How meny moah mios tiwwe get theyo?” Jessica, at four years of age, has yet to master the pronunciation of those tricky L’s and R’s. Our back seat looked like a nightmare after the 9+ hours in the car. Fortunately for us, the trip to Utah is about three hours shorter when driving from Sacramento to SLC. I know I am not authorized to receive doctrinal revelation, but, let me let you in on a little secret: Hell is not a fiery inferno, but an eternal road trip with children.
Driving aside, the trip was a nice one. It was nice to discover that BYU is right where I left it. I got to see the finished Joseph F Smith Building, which is quite a building. It felt strange to walk around again, but this time as an alumnus (I think the lady at the parking booth thought I was lying when I said I wasn’t a student… That’s against the honor code!) Even weirder was the fact that I saw so many familiar faces, don’t people graduate from college anymore?
Monday I went and paid Missy a visit, but now that I think about it, Missy should have paid me for the visit, because I was really just a living jungle gym for Droolie G and his trusty sidekick Leadbottom. I could not believe how big those two ankle biters have gotten (I think Nina weighs just as much as Grant does). Nina is talking and signing away and looks just like Missy, while Grant still talks without every really closing his mouth. It was a lot of fun to hang out with them and have lunch. We played hide and seek and goofed around for a little while before I had to go. I was sad to have to leave, it’s hard when everyone lives so far apart.
On Monday night, I had a reunion of sorts with some of my ol’ college buddies. We all went out to Chili’s and reminisced and ruminated over fried foods. It was good to see them all again and it made me kind of sad that you can’t take your friends with you wherever you go. Scott and his family are finishing up a Master’s at BYU and then headed East, Robbie and his wife are likely headed to Chicago. Ryan will probably never leave Provo and his job at the same telemarketing company his been punching the time card at for the past four years. Adam has already taken his family of 3 ½ to Denver. Fact is, we’ll probably never all be together again. I think making real friends gets harder the older you get.
Tuesday we hung out with Ashley and then with some of Cami’s friends. We ate at the Legend’s Sports Grill on campus on Ashley’s Dining Plus account. I had a philly cheese steak sandwich and it was good. I also had to buy a BYU T-shirt at the bookstore. I admit, I’ve felt that I haven’t lived up to the Beach Boys admonition to “be true to your school, just like you would to your girl or guy” at UC Davis. Nearly everyone in my class pays homage to their respective alma mater by wearing T-shirts and hoodies with various three and four letter acronyms emblazoned on their chest. As one of three BYU alums in the entire school of medicine, I figured it was my duty to represent the school, so I bought a plain white T-shirt with a blue Y on it. I already feel much better.
On Tuesday we also went to a Jazz game at the Delta Center. Cami’s bro-in-law Doug buys season tickets and had some other meeting to go to, so he gave us the $78.00 tickets. Needless to say, they were pretty good seats and I didn’t even feel bad rooting for Phoenix to win (they didn’t) because Shawn Marion, who plays for Phoenix is on my fantasy basketball team. Just prior to the game we went and supported Jake, Cami’s nephew, at his pinewood derby. It was fun watching Doug fret about the car and constantly grease the wheels. Cami just laughed because she said I going to do the exact same thing when I’m a dad. I just nodded, because I admit, I am probably going to do the exact same thing when I am a dad.
Wednesday was a do-nothing day and Thursday we came home. The ride home was more annoying than the ride here and if my car came equipped with a rear ejection seat I might have been tempted to use it once or twice. Fortunately for Wendy’s progeny, Volkswagens do not come equipped with standard rear ejection seats (I think that costs extra).
So today is Friday. Poor Cami had to work last night after driving all day, work this morning and will work tonight again before we leave for Merced tomorrow night. I haven’t done much all day. I started doing our taxes and worked on this blog and played the guitar (but not all at the same time). I am probably going to watch some hoops games tonight. Two of my final four picks blew it last night, but I was really too tired to care.
I finally took a look at my schedule for next quarter. I’m taking Endocrinology, Immunology, Pathology, Neurobiology, Genetics/Human Reproduction and Doctoring. Wow, that’s a lot. I hope I’ll have time to write you this quarter. The quarter ends at the beginning of June and then I have six weeks off before year two starts in Sacramento. Cami and I will probably be moving directly into Sacramento to get closer to the hospital. A 4th year LDS student who is graduating is offering us his old apartment, only two miles from the hospital. We’re going to check it out a little later and might even move in. Who knows?
On Sunday, Cami and I drove to Utah for my Spring Break. The trip there was uneventful, except for the fact that we were towing along two little kids with us. We agreed to take Cami’s sister’s two children, Daniel and Jessica, with us to give Wendy, Cami’s sister a break from the insanity of home-schooling her two intense kids. What an ordeal that was! I am not sure if you are aware of this, but little kids have no concept of time or distance. This slight problem is compounded by their incessant insistence on knowing “How many more miles till we get there?” or, more accurately written, “How meny moah mios tiwwe get theyo?” Jessica, at four years of age, has yet to master the pronunciation of those tricky L’s and R’s. Our back seat looked like a nightmare after the 9+ hours in the car. Fortunately for us, the trip to Utah is about three hours shorter when driving from Sacramento to SLC. I know I am not authorized to receive doctrinal revelation, but, let me let you in on a little secret: Hell is not a fiery inferno, but an eternal road trip with children.
Driving aside, the trip was a nice one. It was nice to discover that BYU is right where I left it. I got to see the finished Joseph F Smith Building, which is quite a building. It felt strange to walk around again, but this time as an alumnus (I think the lady at the parking booth thought I was lying when I said I wasn’t a student… That’s against the honor code!) Even weirder was the fact that I saw so many familiar faces, don’t people graduate from college anymore?
Monday I went and paid Missy a visit, but now that I think about it, Missy should have paid me for the visit, because I was really just a living jungle gym for Droolie G and his trusty sidekick Leadbottom. I could not believe how big those two ankle biters have gotten (I think Nina weighs just as much as Grant does). Nina is talking and signing away and looks just like Missy, while Grant still talks without every really closing his mouth. It was a lot of fun to hang out with them and have lunch. We played hide and seek and goofed around for a little while before I had to go. I was sad to have to leave, it’s hard when everyone lives so far apart.
On Monday night, I had a reunion of sorts with some of my ol’ college buddies. We all went out to Chili’s and reminisced and ruminated over fried foods. It was good to see them all again and it made me kind of sad that you can’t take your friends with you wherever you go. Scott and his family are finishing up a Master’s at BYU and then headed East, Robbie and his wife are likely headed to Chicago. Ryan will probably never leave Provo and his job at the same telemarketing company his been punching the time card at for the past four years. Adam has already taken his family of 3 ½ to Denver. Fact is, we’ll probably never all be together again. I think making real friends gets harder the older you get.
Tuesday we hung out with Ashley and then with some of Cami’s friends. We ate at the Legend’s Sports Grill on campus on Ashley’s Dining Plus account. I had a philly cheese steak sandwich and it was good. I also had to buy a BYU T-shirt at the bookstore. I admit, I’ve felt that I haven’t lived up to the Beach Boys admonition to “be true to your school, just like you would to your girl or guy” at UC Davis. Nearly everyone in my class pays homage to their respective alma mater by wearing T-shirts and hoodies with various three and four letter acronyms emblazoned on their chest. As one of three BYU alums in the entire school of medicine, I figured it was my duty to represent the school, so I bought a plain white T-shirt with a blue Y on it. I already feel much better.
On Tuesday we also went to a Jazz game at the Delta Center. Cami’s bro-in-law Doug buys season tickets and had some other meeting to go to, so he gave us the $78.00 tickets. Needless to say, they were pretty good seats and I didn’t even feel bad rooting for Phoenix to win (they didn’t) because Shawn Marion, who plays for Phoenix is on my fantasy basketball team. Just prior to the game we went and supported Jake, Cami’s nephew, at his pinewood derby. It was fun watching Doug fret about the car and constantly grease the wheels. Cami just laughed because she said I going to do the exact same thing when I’m a dad. I just nodded, because I admit, I am probably going to do the exact same thing when I am a dad.
Wednesday was a do-nothing day and Thursday we came home. The ride home was more annoying than the ride here and if my car came equipped with a rear ejection seat I might have been tempted to use it once or twice. Fortunately for Wendy’s progeny, Volkswagens do not come equipped with standard rear ejection seats (I think that costs extra).
So today is Friday. Poor Cami had to work last night after driving all day, work this morning and will work tonight again before we leave for Merced tomorrow night. I haven’t done much all day. I started doing our taxes and worked on this blog and played the guitar (but not all at the same time). I am probably going to watch some hoops games tonight. Two of my final four picks blew it last night, but I was really too tired to care.
I finally took a look at my schedule for next quarter. I’m taking Endocrinology, Immunology, Pathology, Neurobiology, Genetics/Human Reproduction and Doctoring. Wow, that’s a lot. I hope I’ll have time to write you this quarter. The quarter ends at the beginning of June and then I have six weeks off before year two starts in Sacramento. Cami and I will probably be moving directly into Sacramento to get closer to the hospital. A 4th year LDS student who is graduating is offering us his old apartment, only two miles from the hospital. We’re going to check it out a little later and might even move in. Who knows?