I've been slackin' on the posts

I spent the majority of last week sleeping. I still attended my classes and went to work, but I went to bed early and tried to get a minimum of 10 hours of sleep a night; one night I even hit the 14 hour mark. For some reason I think that sleeping a lot helps heal a cold. I'll have to ask my med school friend, but I think I may be on to something there. I was feeling good all week until Friday morning after an hour in a smokey bar, half hour standing in the cold, and then getting to bed at 3 am Thursday night. Darn it! I know, I over-extended myself with social activities. Even after Thursday night it wasn't that I was feeling sick, it was just that my voice was gone. Seriously. It is funny when people you've known for years call you and they don't recognize your voice. Mike, one of my best friends, called friday morning to check in and say his last "hello" as a bachelor before his wedding on Saturday. He wasn't sure he was talking to the right person : ) I was supposed to go to Atlanta for Mike's wedding, but being broke and short on time I ended up being a bad friend and not able to make it. So, Mike, I love you and wish you and Laura all of the happiness in the world.....and I can't wait to meet her! (But don't forget, Laura may be George's step-mom now, but I'll always be his mama) ; )

Baby George after bringing him home from the Humane Society
I'll have to post a tribute to Mike. He's the sole reason I survived the 4 years in Atlanta post-undergrad, pre-Grad school. He means the world to me and I'll never be able to repay him for all he's done for me and my family. A truly wonderful man and if the stars had aligned and times were different I would have married him when I had the chance ; )

Whew, back to my very un-domesticated grad student life. I had a great time with Kyle at his med school post-test party friday night. Who would have guessed those crazy people at the club were serious students, well, until they started quizzing eachother on pancreas position or something--I've never heard such vocabulary! But, seriously, everyone was a lot of fun and very nice. Way to go Kyle for having great friends!

My voice was still non-existant Saturday when I woke up for the Michigan vs. OSU game. I met up with my friend Alison to head to the game and on the way there we passed all of the frat and house parties on State St. with drunken undergrads dancing on rooftops (literally), throwing giant blow-up penises with "Fuck Ohio" written on them around their frat lawns......ahhh, the smell of stale beer at 11 am. One younger kid walking to the game with his parents was in awe of all the "College Kids Gone Wild" and proceeded to give everyone high fives as he passed. His mother had a definite look of horror as she watched him enjoy the craziness that is game day tailgating.

Anyone who follows college football and has been anywhere near a tv in the past 24 hours knows that we lost to OSU; and to make matters worse the refs blew a call that MAY have changed the outcome. One thing I've learned about the differences between men and women when it comes to football (and sports in general) is this: women will be upset and disappointed when their team loses, but they let it go and move on (usually to wings and beer). Men sit with their disappointment. They commiserate with each other and talk about it over and over again. They bond over mutual hurt and anger. I witnessed it last night. My friend turned to a total stranger sitting behind him and started "the game" conversation. It lasted for at least 5 minutes and at the end of it you'd think they had been stranded on a desert island together, said goodbye with a "great to talk to you, man" and a handshake. I think this is the common thread between the sexes. Men and women have certain things that make them utterly happy that the other sex just doesn't understand and the same emotional reaction to disappointment, but with women it is usually relationship-related and for men it is sports-related. But I doubt any man will ever admit to seeing both circumstances as similar.....after all, it IS football. Now, I am not mocking men and sports--I'm actually intrigued and in awe of it.....I guess it is because I just don't and probably never will truly understand the bond. But I can appreciate and support it.....just as long as I'm appreciated and supported on woman-stuff like a new pair of shoes, or that concert/movie that a man doesn't really want to go to, but a woman would love for him to go to. It's all give and take : ) And really, what man is truly going to understand how that special pair of shoes can make us SO happy? Common thread, common thread....

After the game I went to the usual post-game meet up place for a beer and some wings with my friends. Usually it is just a starting place for the night; we meet there for a little while then head home to rest or nap, change clothes, and meet up later. Last night didn't quite work out like that. I had every intention of staying for only an hour or two, but ended up hanging around as friends came and went and came back again and as the beers kept coming. That's the problem when you're drinking with guys....they drink faster and they expect you to keep up, then when you finish that tall 23 oz. beer they order you another....before you know it you've had 5 tall beers and a round of shots with only 6 little chicken wings in your belly. Oops. But, it was fun. Not responsible, but fun.

Oh, and I loved the new Harry Potter movie! Not really for little kids with the return of Voldemort being quite graphic and scary, even for a 27 year old woman who knows exactly what is going to happen : )