To all of you voters out there (all less than my handful of you), the winner is Autobiography of a Face. Discussion will begin in August. I still am slacking on July’s book and I HAVE NO EXCUSE!
I was in Pittsburgh this weekend (There! That’s my excuse!) with Nan and Miss. We decided to take a girls’ trip to visit friends, and again, I am the worst blogger ever because I have not one photo to post. However, Miss was training to be the next member of the paparazzi, so hopefully she will send some to me…and I will post them…and you will love them…or at least pretend to.
Yesterday afternoon, I got home and was immediately greeted by a jumping-up-and-down Tony. We spent the evening watching “Friends” and I continued my weekend gluttony and had a small glass bottle of wine. All by myself. I didn’t mean to, but yes I did. Call it unwinding, or relaxing, or alcoholism – I don’t care. It was delicious and I slept like a baby. A baby drunk on Pinot Grigio.
Today I registered for my nursing classes, including my first clinical rotation. My choices were H50, H51, H70 and H71. Oh, that means absolutely nothing to you? Yeah, well ME NEITHER! I had no idea what units these were in the hospital before I registered, so I naturally picked one of my two lucky numbers followed by an odd number (H71). It turns out I will be spending fifteen weeks looking at vaginas…that’s right…Urology/Gynecology. I’m wondering if this number should still be considered lucky…