My girls have not seen their father since Cinco de Mayo dinner. We left El Cazador, and Jeremiah asked if I could do the girls’ bedtime routine so that he could cram for all of his cases the next day. Since then, we’ve been rising around 4:30. He gulps down […]
We turned in Jeremiah’s fellowship rank list last night. Meaning, we will find out in one week (on May 12th) where we will be transplanted for a year. I would have no hesitation about telling you where he ranked the nine various programs across the country he interviewed with, BUT […]
I have, what Jeremiah has so lovingly named, “Flappy Mouth Syndrome.” This means that I often make people uncomfortable by the words I say. Some more widely-heard phrases used for this malady, at least in the South, are “She just CANNOT keep her mouth shut” or “That girl doesn’t think […]