well.

maynard status: he's fine but i am missing him.









lauren officially said good-bye to her twenties as of 2/26/07. awwwww....

we celebrated with drinks and elekibass. good times -- some more than others.

then.....anybody remember this? i never learn.
i'm sending the shot bully to elba.

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i came upon this peaceful moment.
look at satchel not chasing the cats. good satchel.

also, i went a little susie homemaker crazy while herschel was gone. i made some curtains and then i went psycho on the couches. i covered all of the pillows that satchel had chewed up. so our couch went from the two pillows that were untouched to.......find the pets.

no matter.
i like it.

coming up:
*mom's birthday!
*scrabble tournament
*marathon
*2 blocks straight of internal medicine. bleh.
*1 block of oncology
*graduation. it's true
*real world
*a two income household

monday.

i'm not sure either.
trees? and is that a luggage tag?

the point i'm trying to make here is that my foot hurts. my left heel to be exact. i'm gimpy and i felt the need to whine about it.

in other news:
*herschel made it to st. louis after his first flight was cancelled due to "maintenance issues". "this" is why i don't like to fly. anyway, lost luggage and a nose bleed later and he's had what you call a day.

*team leggett made it to illinois. they are going to meet up with hersch later and have fun. without me. a road trip. without me. i'm not bitter. i'm having tons of fun here. i just cleaned up satchel's poop from the living room floor. how does it get better than that i ask you? should have taken a picture of it so that you guys could experience my fun.

*the only thing i miss about the classroom days of vet school: skipping. you can't miss days in clinics unless you have a good excuse (and even then you have to make them up somehow which could mean staying after graduation -- not worth it.) still miss skipping though.

tooting my own horn.

i just ran 21 miles complete with mean hills. by my standards that makes me special. rockin' sidney thinks so too. he also digs burt reynolds movies and is the vice-president of the smoky and the bandit appreciation society.

i hurt all over, i can't get warm and i have chafing in places i'd rather not but i am starting to feel my ears again so that's good. and i'm still special. at least for the day.

i got me the wanderlust. bad.

i've been giving a lot of thought to my fruit stand which led to me looking for pictures of basel and venice which led to a bad case of 'i want to go ____' (insert anywhere).

here are some pictures:

first, basel switzerland which i think needs me.



then, venice. where there are already many established fruit stands. i coud start as apprentice and work my way up to manager.

ultimately, i will have this beauty.......now that is a place to buy fruits

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in my actual life:

*pest needs to learn to shut her face in the mornings...there's no sleeping late around here unless getting bitten on the fingers and elbow are something that soothes you. i'm not bitter.

*sadly, i took no pictures of my creation for ultrasound but picture a 5 liter bag filled with black cherry jello and you'll have pictured henry. henry is no longer with us. the grapes inside turned out to be aggressively malignant and we had to put him down.

coming up:
maynard! if he didn't belong to my friends, i would steal him. seriously. no ethical concerns whatsoever.

i don't like fruit OR jello.

everything you need to become a master of ultrasound-guided needle sticking...minus the ultrasound machine and the needles.

the final product is currently hanging out in the fridge. if it turns out to be as glorious as i expect it to, i'll post a picture. otherwise, you will just have to wonder.

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fyi: i have never made jello before. i had to call my mom to see if it expanded when it chilled.
yes. i did.
in my defense, i have never eaten jello before either so i don't think it's really fair to judge me.
i did have some jello shots in college.
stop judging me.

it doesn't, by the way, expand when chilled.

and:

first annual anti-valentine fat pants night....success.

a view from my perch

herschel's invention (roly lamp made out of what nots and whoosits) in all it's glory....

monkey and my bunion ( i earned that bunion but i will not name it)

i am (supposed to be) preparing a presentation on the (un) exciting world of musculoskeletal ultrasonography. it is (not) fun. it is commonly used (hardly ever) in small animals. i am so glad (bitter) that i received this wonderful (kerappy) topic.
on thursday night, i get to make a jello mold with grapes in it so that i (& my blockmates) can biopsy/aspirate them using ultrasound guidance. i cannot wait to make jello. i am going to decorate it with glitter and macaroni. life could not be better.

in other news:
**i have been giving thought to where i will set up my fruit stand in europe. i am really leaning towards basel, switzerland (because i love that city) and venice (because i saw a very nice fruit stand there that is already established and maybe i could just make an offer and skip all the start up part)

**tomorrow is our first annual anti-valentines fat pants night complete with chinese food.
herschel is even sickly for the occasion. he looks like this............

and now.

i am she leggett's favorite person of the moment. ha ha suckas!

i am now on ultrasound which has turned out to consist of a lot more busy work than i thought. i mean, i had to go to the library today people. what's going on here? i don't even have time to write a big ole update because i have to relearn all the stuff i forgot about ultrasound from my junior year...
quick fact: i stink at poker (sometimes) but rock at scrabble (always)