mondays...boy i hate mondays...they make me-e so steamed...

JUST KIDDING (check that super-famous song about Mondays by Satan...I mean, Will Ferrell). Well, usually Mondays suck but this one was about as great as they get. Today was my very first day at Abrazo. Nothing earth-shattering (just corporate orientation) but it was so nice to get going on something new after so many months of stagnation. Gross. Plus, I sat at the cool table with all the cool new grads. I mean, where else would I sit? After orientation (which got out early WHICH ROCKS) I had to go back to occupational health to get another TB skin test. :/ Gross x2. Some big dummy forgot to go back the day she was assigned to get it read. Oops. I have to go back now on Thursday. If you talk to me before Thursdsay, please remind to go get it read (after 3PM)...please and thank you.

My dude's handiwork.

Then, I came home to my schweet sheebey puppy (baby talk for Shiba...I know...) and my schweet good-looking husband. I have to say, this is why Mondays (and this Monday in particular) rock. Actually, this is why pretty much every day rocks. :) Chris cooked me a delicious sausage/cheese/veggie/potato dish for dinner and it was fantastic. So cheesy. We sat down and chatted about orientation and what he did in class (um...held in his hand and studied infant hearts with congenital heart defects....med school is boss). I think I am going to cook something this week. I cooked dinner TWICE (count it, TWICE) this past week. Wait...Okay...now that I count it myself I may be realizing I only cooked one and a half times as I just put the chicken in the crock-pot for the amazing tacos we had friday night (and that is where my contribution ended). But I did make low-cal cheesy potato soup that was awesome (so says my husband and he's no liar) and it lasted a few days for lunches. We have a pretty sweet deal of delicious meals in exchange for clean dishes and I don't mind being on the dishes end of that situation most of the time. Did I mention it's fun to watch the cook do his thing? Especially because he's really-ridiculously-good-looking?

Only daredevils cook with no shirt on.

After food we decided to tackle the unholy mound of clean laundry that prevented anyone from sitting on our already tiny couch. This includes poor Viesey who had to nap on her perch instead of snuggled up with mom/dad on the couch. Yes, I am too embarrased to post a photo of said mound, but I can say it is GONE! Although I realized we need to severely thin out that closet (and by we I mean me) ASAP.

Girlfriend is irritated that her spot is taken by laundry.

In conclusion (always a great way to wrap things up in my opinion) I'm just about ready for bed. Tomorrow is day two with hospital-specific orientation, which I'm excited for. I'm ready to get a good look at my home for the next whoknowshowlong. Chris will probs stay up a bit longer and study. Right now our super cool/super-smart-with-bikes neighbor is helping him with a tune up (I don't know how one tunes up a bike).




Until next time, America.
Ash + Vies


P.S. We are also nursing a serious addiction to the Royal Crown. God help us.

Like crack.