Shubert-OUT!

My May Term is over!!! YAY! And I am pretty sure I have a C, but it might be a B. Chris took me to Surin West for sushi to celebrate. It doesn't matter really because I am a business minor so a C is just fine with me. My teacher asked me if my brother graduated the school of business recently. I told him no, that Chris was my husband. Then my teacher proceeded to tell me what a great student Chris was and all that blah. (I know, I know, I married the smartest guy ever. Whatever. Sometimes he can't even find mustard in the refridgerator. But I love him very much.) I am sure my teacher was also wondering how a guy that graduates in the top ten percent of busines school ends up married to a soc major that very much dislikes the school of business and celebrates C's. (That's a story for another day.) UAB really gets on my nerves sometimes. I am supposed to graduate in December. I have six classes remaining. So my schedule for undergraduate classes has been planned out for about a year. Last week UAB decides to cancel the non-business major finance class for fall. And it is not offered this summer. So now I have to take business major finance class-which is like 100x harder. Oh well. I am GOING to graduate in December so I registered for the super-hard class. By the way, I haven't had a math or accounting class since 2005. Hmmm. I also have an online class orientation on Sunday afternoon. What is up with that? I cannot wait to graduate...


Brooks and I are in Jasper. I had to drive from school to Jasper-in the rain. The only thing worse than having to drive to Jasper is having to drive to Jasper in the rain. We really miss Chris. Chris really misses us, too. This is test week in med school. I am not sure if you know Chris that well, but he is very structured and thrives off routine-ness. (is that a word?) So these past ten weeks have been pretty tough with me not being at home much, but test week is really hard for him even if I am at home. I am not at home to do things like pack lunch or iron dress clothes or wash scrubs or load the dishwasher or make oatmeal raisin cookies for good luck on test day. Which is Chris's routine. Poor Chris. I know he will be fine. He started his job last week. The surgeon he works for is doing some really cool research to try to find a way to detect pancreatic cancer in early stages. Chris gets to be a part of that research. He gets to scrub in on crazy-scary-interesting surgeries and take stuff to the lab. And he may get published, which is a REALLY BIG DEAL for a first-year. Anyway, I am sure those last few sentences are really hard to understand, so enough about that.


If it doesn't rain Saturday, Brooks and I are going to work in our flower bed. The flower bed has had no maintenance since around July of last year. It looks pretty pathetic. It is really embarrassing too because it is in the front yard. It is a work in progress. I will post some before and after pics later...I will also update on my mom tomorrow when we get home from the doctor.