
I woke up and fired up the espresso machine. With latte in hand, I’m wondering where the hell to begin this one…
Internal medicine ended well. I quickly flew back to Oregon. Christie and I went to Bend. Had an early Christmas with the folks and did a lot of skiing. While on the mountain doing some night-skiing, I proposed to Christie. The rest of the week was a blur of friends, family, and celebratory drinking. Now we are just looking forward to the morning of 1/13/07, when Christie arrives in the Bronx via a one-way ticket.
After my week off, I returned to start surgery. I don’t have much positive to say, so I’ll just leave it at that. 3 weeks down, 5 more to go. After this, my life will be much better. Okay… one positive thing I got out of this: I realize how crucial it is for me to enjoy my work, as well as have the time to enjoy the many outside interests I have (running, biking, reading MY books, music, etc).
This was my first Christmas away from home. It was weird to think I wouldn’t be with my family. Luckily, my sister made a trip out here with a case of Jubelale in tow. We had a great time wondering the streets of Manhattan together, and a delicious Christmas dinner at a brewery in the city.
Anyway… Happy new years to all. Is Dick Clark still alive?
