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Senior Banquet

Last night we had our medical school senior banquet. It was mainly mingling, drinking, taking photos, dinner, awards ceremony, and a photo montage of the last 4 years at the end. It was great getting to see some friends I hadn't seen in awhile. I came home kinda of sad. One friend is having a baby in October and I know I will probably never see her again. She's moving to Texas for residency. We're all going to be too busy to really even email, much less go on a trip for a visit.

So tomorrow is the big day! 4 years ago it seemed so far away and now it's here. I hope it lasts long enough for me to enjoy it. Someone asked me the other day if I would do it again. I don't know. It was REALLY hard the first time around. I just don't know if I have it in me to do it again. Lucky for me, I don't ever have to make that decision. Unfortunately, I'm afraid next month is when the real work begins.....

Is he lying or telling the truth?

Ever buy anything from amazon.com marketplace? I do it all the time to buy like-new used textbooks. I also sell a lot of textbooks on there and have never had a problem. Well, 3 weeks ago I ordered an anesthesia text from a private seller and never got it. I emailed the seller a week ago and never heard back. So today, I emailed amazon.com and told them what happened and that I wanted my $50 back. I also left the seller negative feedback with scathing comments like, "unprofessional" and "doesn't return email". Well, tonight, I got an email from him. He was apologetic, saying that he can't be responsible for the post office losing books and that he never got an email from me. In fact, he didn't even know there was a problem until he saw his negative feedback from me. He asked me to remove the feed back since he refunded my money today.

Now I feel bad. Maybe he really did send the book and it got lost. Maybe it was delivered to the wrong address. Maybe someone stole it off my front porch. I was out of town for a week, but my neighbor came by and checked my mail everyday. I doubt she did anything with it. She works at Dillard's. What's she going to do with an anesthesia text?

Still, even if he did mail it. I find it weird that the book got lost AND he didn't get the email I sent him. Since he refunded my money quickly, I removed the negative feedback.

So my question is this: Is he lying about ever sending the book and is now trying to save face or did it get lost?

Meet Brad

This doggie is named Brad. Isn't that a great name for a dog? He belongs to some college friends of mine that I visited today. I'm not sure where his name came from, but it's such a funny name for a dog. Brad. Brad-Brad-Brad. It's like naming a dog Hank...or Joe. His favorite thing to do seems to be running around in circles in the living room and eating. Sometimes he gets into the cats' food and eats that. I understand when that happens there is quite a mess to clean up later.

We had fun today. Hung out, caught up on our big news, went to Home Depot, ate dinner, etc. I hadn't really hung out with them in about 4 years so it was really fun. Dayna and Stephen were friends from college that ended up getting married. The 3 of us were part of a bigger clique of music majors that were inseparable throughout the 4 years of college. Stephen wasn't a music major, but we made him an honorary one anyway since he likes music. Now we are scattered all over the country and a few of us have pretty much disappeared. Dayna and Stephen live 1 1/2 hours away, which is really no excuse for not seeing them more often.

Driving home, it got dark. For some weird reason, I couldn't remember how to turn on my headlights. It was the strangest thing. There I am, driving in the dark wondering why my lights aren't on when I knew I turned them on. Ever forget weird everyday things like that? It's like my neurons just aren't firing right. Hmmm..maybe extra dessert would help that problem.

Tonight I'm reminiscing last week's vacation. This is a photo outside our balcony at Hotel Loretto. I had to put a picture of me in there because my boyfriend would rather me not post pictures of him...so you are stuck with me.

Today was fun. Woke up, did my usual Saturday lunch at Mimi's Cafe, and then my boyfriend and I went to Harold's to look for me a silk sleeveless blouse to wear to my senior banquet Thursday Night. Didn't find a blouse, but I did find a cool dress there that I bought. Well, I really didn't find it. My boyfriend found it. Everything he finds for me always looks great and everything I pick out doesn't look so good. I'm thinking he missed his calling as a fashion consultant..seriously. And the best part about it is, he's straight! I think I'm going to wear the dress to graduation this Saturday. I love Harold's. They are really expensive, but I never feel bad about spending money there because their clothes don't go out of style. I have a blouse I bought there 10 years ago that I can stil wear and it still looks good. Unfortunately, it's a bit worn out which was my reason for my attempt to replace it today. I bought another summery blouse today and then my boyfriend bought me a pair of black sandals to match the dress. I'd say my dopamine receptors were adequately stimulated today with all the shopping.

Oh my gosh. I can't believe it. The news just announced Ray Nagan won the mayoral election. ~shaking head~ I have totally lost faith in the voters of New Orleans. Can I choose to have no more of my tax money going to support that disaster area? No. Legalized theft. Ain't it great?

Well, I better go or else I will rant some more.....

I saw a REAL celebrity!

Okay so it's not that big of a deal. I went to Santa Fe for a week with my boyfriend, which, as of late, has become somewhat of a playground for celebrities. So we are at The Shed eating the most awesome green chile-containing-food when Tim Allen came in and sat 2 tables over from us. Personally, I couldn't recognize Tim Allen in a lineup, but my boyfriend knew who he was. Even if he wasn't a celeb, it was sort of hard NOT to notice him because he was talking so loud.

My failure to recognize someone is not a new thing. I have horrible facial recognition. When I lived in Los Angeles one summer (a looong time ago) with my mom, my celeb radar was awful. I sold a theater ticked to Lisa Bonet and didn't know it was her (and this was at the height of The Cosby Show popularity!) I sold a box of popcorn to Rodney Dangerfield. Didn't have a clue who he was. So, since I lack the ability to recognize people, I would be a horrible photographer for the paparazzi. I guess I'll keep my day job.

Now on to more important things. Getting back to The Shed. I love green chiles. I put them in just about everything I make. I can't get enough of them. I think in a former life I was a New Mexico native. Hands down, The Shed has the best roasted green chile ever in the whole world. Go there.

Other must-eat's in Santa Fe: The Pink Adobe and The Compound. Wow.
Other must-do's in Santa Fe: The Plaza (everyone does this) and Ten Thousand Waves Japanese Spa. We spend 2 days at the spa and 5 days at a Hotel Loretto on the plaza. My boyfriend could not have put together a more perfect trip. I want to go back there...NOW!!

Here's what I don't like about New Mexico: the "I don't give a s__t" mentality. On the way home, we drove through Las Vegas (New Mexico, not Nevada) to visit an old friend of my boyfriend's. Somehow during the night he managed to scratch his cornea and was in pretty significant pain the whole day. We stopped by a pharmacy in Las Vegas to see if he could get some ophthalmic ointment for his eye. The chickie working the front counter was busy eating her burrito and talking to her co-worker to be too bothered by our arrival. We stood there a good 30 seconds while she chomped away on her food (and how gross is that, that she is filling prescriptions after eating a burrito?) before she acknowledged us. My boyfriend, being from the area, later said, "typical Las Vegas". It was weird. I can't think of any job I have ever had where I would not have been fired for doing what she did, but in New Mexico it's acceptable (and we experienced this attitude a LOT!). So anyway, back to the story, he asks to speak to the pharmacist and she acted like he asked to talk to Jesus Himself. She was like, the gatekeeper to the wizard or something. Needless to say, we left without any ointment.

The scene in front of my house!

Now I have to park in the street. At least I was gone when they destroyed my driveway, so I can still use my car. I don't know what I would have done if my car was in the garage when they did this. It's not like any of these people thought to TELL US ahead of time they would be inconveniencing us. GRRRR!