Oh lordy Internet, it has been A WEEK.
A week of such epic CRAP proportions that it has not even fully sunk in that my husband is DONE.
DONE with intern year.
So. That is awesome.
Excuse me while I take a nap. When I wake up, I will no doubt be elated on a proper level.
In the meantime, some randomosity.
* Do you ever stand in front of your bathroom mirror and look suspiciously at the little mound of flesh below your belly button and wonder if maybe, just maybe, you could be pregnant and not know about it? No? That’s just me? Then I beseech you to never watch “I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant” on TLC. Because if so many women actually didn’t NOTICE they had a human growing inside them, then I suppose it’s Always Possible.
* Speaking of pregnancy… The vast majority of my new friends are mommies or mommies-to-be. Which is super! I love mommies! They are Normal People too. But hanging out with them has had two contradictory results.
1. I find myself wishing I could be pregnant for the sole reason of not wanting to suck in the afore-mentioned tummy-pooch anymore. (Yes, I know, SIT UPS.)
2. I find myself never ever ever in a million years ever wanting kids. Because while the mommy bloggers whose blogs I frequent write about the horrors of motherhood, they temper those stories with sweet and tear-jerking tales of looooove and cuteness and special moments. Not the moms I hang out with. I think they honestly just need to get out and vent a little… but the effect is that I hear about Bewb Deflation and Diaper Blowouts and No More Sexy Time with the Husband. And it’s enough for me to say, nope, not for me.
* I am not pregnant. That is just a taco (or seven) happily expanding in my gut.
* So. Work? Is busy.
* Did anyone watch Danielle “Prosititution Whore” Newjerseyhousewife on the Bravo Live Watch What Happens special the other night? What WAS that?
* Did I mention that my husband is officially No Longer an Intern? That means he’s an upper level resident! And it also means no more overnight call! Except in certain situations, which I am not entirely clear about! (I swear, the hospitals make all these super crazy confusing schedules just to eff with me. ME.) Oh and also when he’s on a Night Float rotation, which is when he will be away from me all night every night for two weeks straight. Twice. Why was I so excited about second year again?
* The other night, when my husband was at the hospital, we were out of food (okay, we were out of planned meals, I should say) and I noticed that we had some crab cakes in the freezer. So I thought to myself, wouldn’t crab cake pasta be delicious? And I had visions of dining on al-dente pasta with tender lumps of crab, all drizzled in a lovely white-wine-garlic-and-lemon sauce.
Guess what? Crab cakes do not equal crab. They had lots of bread in them and they soaked up all the liquid really fast and refused to get crispy, so I had this lumpy, soggy, breadness all mixed in with my overcooked leftover penne. It was disgusting. Like a cross between Thanksgiving stuffing that someone ralphed up on your plate and a fish-flavored bread pudding with pasta garnish.
Worst of all? Eating the crab cakes by themselves never even crossed my mind.
* Husband and I (FINALLY) went to the grocery store. As I am always dressed in my finest clothes, I was wearing jeans, flip flops, and a sweatshirt with my alma mater plastered across the front. We were waiting in line at the deli, and an oldish man approached us. Then he asked MY HUSBAND if he went to my college. (My husband was wearing nothing with our school logo on it.)
That’s weird, right?
I mean, I am going to pretend that this guy is from a long-ago age where men weren’t allowed to approach strange women out of the blue and talk to them.
But come on. Even if you come from the Olden Days, you should know that this is 2010. Women go to college. And while they may wear their husbands’ sweatshirts on occasion, that doesn’t mean you should assume they are.
* My husband – who, I don’t know if I mentioned it, is not an intern anymore HALLELUJAH! – has a week off before he starts as a second year resident. His parents are coming to visit us. And I am feeling all whiny and annoyed about it. Because usually, when they come to visit, I am working. They – clearly, not working – all go do fun stuff and eat at fun restaurants and I have to carry on with my normal routine PLUS the stress of getting dressed and going out and staying up late. I end up feeling anxious about getting all my work done on time so I have time to spend with the in-laws (which I enjoy – they are lovely people)… and feeling left out when they do things without me. Yes, yes, poor me…Please join me at my pity party.
* And finally, I am a shorts convert! The long shorts from J. Crew were really cute! Even my husband loved them! He said they were – get this – FLATTERING. Shorts haven’t been flattering on me since I was a 98-pound, 17-year-old cheerleader.
So I am currently resisting the urge to buy eight pairs of these shorts. I mean, you can never have too many pairs of shorts, right? (Wonders the girl who hasn’t owned any kind of non-athletic shorts since 1999.)
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Only comments from you can lift me from my pit of pity-party despair! Do say hello won’t you?
sorry i’ve been mia. hooray for husband!! that is wonderful news!
so with you on the mom-thing, except what gets me is that i will have someone living inside my belly and they are going to make it get so big that i won’t be able to see my toes. SCA-RY.
i would like to rsvp to your pity party. see you there!
You bring the kleenexes, I’ll bring the whine. (HA. See what I did there?)
Yay, congratulations to your husband for resident status, and congratulations to you as well for making it through the intern phase!
You crack me up with your wondering of whether you could unknowingly be pregnant. That show is insane, and even after watching several episodes I have such a hard time actually believing that people aren’t aware that they have a BABY INSIDE OF THEM. Seriously? I know I don’t KNOW you, but I am positive you would never be one of those completely oblivious girls. Because you have a brain. And common sense.
Thanks for the vote of confidence, Kaley! 🙂 I mean, it SEEMS reasonable that you’d notice a BABY inside you… But I don’t know – I’ve never felt that before.
Yay for no more internship! I don’t really know how all this work-how much longer till he can actually practice on his own or whatever? I know it takes a LONG time. But, yay for your family!
If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you? Y’all seem like you have been married for awhile, just wondering. 😀
And finally, I need to hit up some randomosity before my trip tomorrow. I LOVE randomosity blogs!
xoxo
It takes FOREVER. Two (possibly three) more years of residency, then three years of fellowship. Then he can practice.
I’m 29. Husband and I have been married a year and a half, but have been together for almost nine years.
So glad your husband is done, woo hoo! Congrats on the shorts too, that is a big step. I would have been very annoyed by that old man even if normally give them a pass because old men can’t help their social awkwardness and outdated thoughts.
CONGRATULATIONS!
And that whole “I didn’t know I was pregnant” thing … that makes me crazy! C’mon – there has to be SOME clue.
Thanks for making me smile this morning 🙂
oxox
Denalee
Yay! Good for hubs! And for flattering shorts! Go buy the 8 pairs! As another fellow non-shorts-wearer, let me tell you, if you’ve found some that are even passable, let alone flattering…stockpile.
Congratulations! And hey, nothing solves a pity party like new, flattering shorts, right?
If you look good in your bermuda’s then you aren’t obese, which means you’d totally know if you were preggers. Um, those ladies are crazy because the romance and sexiness TOTALLY stays alive. When they are itty bitty and you smell like spit up…that’s harder, but you just had a kid and don’t feel sexy. When they are bigger, shoot, buy Victoria’s Secret and light a candle. And GO TO BED. Don’t stay up all night on FB and then get up early with kids. If you plan your life, motherhood is a dream and so is your marriage. 🙂
Two weeks of NIGHTS away? That is MAJOR stinko. Yuck. But at least you’ve crossed ONE MORE HURDLE! Yay, congrats. And I would be VERY frustrated if husby’s family came to town on the one week. Blech. There are always late nights and that equals crabbiness.
Love this post. I’m laughing out loud, especially about the breaded crab cake disaster. Sounds like my daily cooking experiences. I was not blessed with any sort of domestication gene. Congratulations to your husband (and you) for him no longer being an intern!! So excited for you both and even though you have to work, I hope you can enjoy the in-laws visit and find time for yourself to relax and have some fun.
Also, watching that “I Didn’t KNow I was Preganant” on TLC has given me nightmares and my husband hates it because it puts ideas in his head. HA. Atleast I’m not alone.
Drink some wine, enjoy the time off with the husband and don’t worry. Everyone needs a pity party now and then…that’s why you have all of us!
Congrats to you and the hubby!
I heart crab cakes, and pasta, and white sauce. But not together. 😉
Yeah, congrats to you and the hubs!! Hope you get some fun time together to celebrate!
And as a fellow shorts shunner, I NEED to see a photo of these shorts and/or a link to the JCrew item.
Also, I could totally go for a big plate of pasta with butter.
Your wish is my command…
http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/WomenBrowse/Women_Shop_By_Category/shorts/cttnchino/PRDOVR~20892/20892.jsp
I have them in the green color. But I want many more of them!
Those are CUTE! And on sale! Oh man, I am tempted to buy them in the cinnabar color so I can match my husband (who thinks he’s a white man who grew up on Cape Cod and rocks the Natucket Reds all summer long). Wait, did I just say I wanted to match my husband? What the hell is wrong with me?
First of all, SHARE THE LINK TO THE MAGICAL SHORTS!
Unless you already did and I was an idiot and didn’t click.
Note to self, look at last shorts post.
In other news, I totally know what you mean about the whole baby thing. Online mommy bloggers mix in the good with the bad, real life mommies are all, “OMG MY LIFE IS HARD,” and when I’m done hanging out with them I want to go home and take a whole month’s worth of birth control.
Maybe at the end of the day I’m just a childless curmudgeon and that’s all there is to it!
Well, it takes a childless curmudgeon to know one…
Shorts link is above in response to FF.
AAAAAAH! I watched like 5 episodes of that yesterday. Some one gave me a pregnancy test at a bridal shower, and every time I watch it I want to run to the bathroom and pee on the stick… then I remember that stick costs $5, so I have to wait until there is a missed period. lol. But it’s really hard. But then I would have to buy another one. But then I won’t know if I’m pregnant. But I don’t want to spend the $5 again.
Yeah, terrible show. lol.
I have never understood those “I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant” shows. How can you NOT know? I don’t get it. Wouldn’t you feel the baby moving around and stuff? Or what about the standard pregnancy exhaustion and/or morning sickness? I can’t help but think that these women with surprise births are just hopelessly out of tune with their bodies. But I guess it’s very common. I work in an Emergency Room, and there are women who come in all the time with “abdominal pain” that turn out to be in labor. I just don’t get how that can happen but…whatever.
How I love you…
And how I LOVE that your hubby is officially finished his INTERN YEAR!! Is it bad that I am already wishing this was us!? lol
Okay so we are only just beginning so I should keep my mouth shut.
I am pumped that the shorts were a success and that even hubby was in on that business!! woohooo!
Ummmmm and I have three kids and my advice of the day is – don’t do it. hahaha no wait, that’s a lie. I LOVE LOVE LOVE my children – but it’s insanity. And what used to be your time and your life will never be again. You have to do it at the right time… both for you and hubby. AGain, I love my kids and hope to have more one day with S but the thought scares me!! lol
Okay that sounded absolutely horribly… buttttttt I am pressing submit comment!
You crack me up dearie!!! And while intern year had it’s hellacious moments, it did go by really quickly. You and S will get through it – just stay strong!!!
Yay for being done with intern year! I did a little dance at the end of 3rd year of med school (ha) – I know it’s a long journey ahead, but I’m sure we’ll survive (many have ahead of us – right?!?).
So glad you love the shorts – I’ve been living in mine lately with these upper 90 degree humid days! Hope you get to enjoy some fun with your in-laws, and that they don’t have too much fun without you 🙂
I once took a pregnancy test for the sole reason of seeing if it would explain my weight gain. Yeah, it was negative.
I’m just starting my intern year, and it’s already kicking my butt. Oh the life of a doctor…
Enjoy the time with your hubby!
This post is full of the tender lumps of crab I can picture so vividly from your imagination. I’m not sure that makes any sense. What I MEAN is that each paragraph is a succulent little morsel of awesome. The weird guy asking if your husband went to that college! The problem of having friends with new babies! (My solution was to go second. Then I had just ONE person making it sound awful, and she wasn’t such a good friend anyway.) The way the celebration of the end of the intern stage goes on this gentle continuum down to “…actually, this is going to continue sucking.” The flattering shorts. And of course the crab cake disaster, which I could see SO VIVIDLY: that is EXACTLY how I imagine such things, and EXACTLY how they turn out.
No more sexy time? That’s not happenin’ in my house. Just sayin’. HA!
Congrats to your hubby!!!! And you crack me up with the crab cake pasta…man, crab cakes are so good in and of themselves! I did the same thing with some ramen noodles and leftover chicken back in undergrad…didn’t taste like chicken noodle soup. Not at all…then there was the ill-fated Hamburger Helper incident where the water didn’t absorb into the pasta. Heck, we all have those days 🙂
Congrats on getting through that intern year. I can only imagine how awesome that is!
And you’re not the only one who looks in the mirror and wonders about the pregnancy question…:)
These posts always make me smile. Can I give a big huge WOOHOO for the end of your husband’s intern time? Cause that deserves a big loud WOOHOO!!!!!
🙂
I do NOT get those “I didn’t know I was pregnant” shows either. Except for the fact that those women tend to be morbidly obese. That kinda explains it for me, at least, lol.
Intern year being over is a huge accomplishment. You will feel happier in time, I’m sure. Especially as your husband gets more respect and autonomy as he climbs the ranks.
That really sucks about in-laws coming to town. 😦 But if you have to work anyway, at least they are not wanting to visit when you and your hubby would have otherwise gone on your own vacay. SO in that respect, it’s not a terrible situation. If I’m in town where my in-laws are, I can expect that they will want to mess up at least one of our plans in a really dramatic way, lol…. and that’s all I’m going to say in public. (geez I hope hubby doesn’t come and read this one day!)
haha I did that one year… bought like 6 different pairs of shorts (different colors of course) from old navy. I HATE shorts but the bermuda ones they came out with hide big hips = yay for me.
Congrats for you guys surviving intern year! All the interns at my hospital are ecstatic too. 🙂
Yay for the end of intern year! I can’t believe your husband gets a week off now and has no overnight call! That never happens here :S
Congrats on the end of intern year!! That is fantastic 🙂
I cannot tell you how much I love your blog. Seeing a new update pop up in my reader makes me smile, every time.
And, I am also terrified of being one of those people who doesn’t know she is pregnant…how mortifying that would be!
Can I just say I can totally relate with the friend having kids and me not… sometimes I feel like we have nothing to talk a/b anymore! I mean I just got married and not planning on kids for at least a couple years!! Most of my good friends have at least one or two already! (sigh)
And then sometimes I feel like any time I go for a little visit it is like the best birth control EVER and don’t want kids for like 10 years! (sigh)
And congrats to your hubby! The residents at our hospital are about to finnish up too!! I know they are so excited!
Woohoo for no longer being an intern! 🙂 (although I do not know what this means exactly, and I have yet to experience it, I’m sure I will be tickled to death once this moment arrives for us…so I’m tickled to death for YOU.)
I love babies. Buuuut, I’m already struggling with getting rid of my not-due-to-a-baby-pooch, so until it’s gone (which goodness knows it will too-long from now) no babies. I really like the idea of “renting” babies. But I realize how ridiculous, inhumane, and just plain stupid that sounds…so I’m just going to stick with treating Miley like a baby. So far, it’s working.
I, too, hate shorts with a passion. I think the last pair I owned were khaki that I HAD to have for some silly college freshman thing. Before then? Probably the jean shorts that were as unflattering as wearing a potato sack from middle school. Wait. I think the potato sack would have been BETTER. dang. (I do have to admit I purchased a pair of shorts from the gap this summer-first purchase of shorts in no kidding – at least 4 years.)
Want to know what is the saddest part about Danielle from RHNJ (Perez Hilton calls her Jafar and everything I read it I laugh) – her song wasn’t that bad! I was shocked.
intern year=hell. thanks for the warning. I already forsee lonliness in my future!
Congrats on intern year being over – woohoo! Oooh, don’t even think about night float weeks/months – my husband had a month and a half of that 2nd year and has another month and half this year, too…like I have to remind myself, “one month at a time!” 🙂 But less call nights is always a plus!!
I finally found some shorts that actually looked good on me this summer, too – JCrew and Loft – yes!!!