ands, if, or buts

A random compilation of theshubertfam updates. I realized that I have been blogging about stuff but not about us. I don't like "Dear Diary" posts. It's just not the way I'm rolling these days. All of my dear readers (and even the nosey people) need to know what's going on with us.

I have lost eight pounds since August. And I'm back in my skinny jeans. But now my dress pants need to be altered. If I could just tone up my flab then I will be rockin' out. And I will work on a post about my weight loss.

Dr. Hubby is on his OB-GYN rotation. And he is applying for fourth year away rotations. If he gets it all worked out, we will be traveling A TON next year. Rochester, Minnesota. Nashville, Tennessee. St. Louis, Missouri. One of the Carolinas (Wake Forest area, maybe?). There are other places that I can't really remember right now. It is overwhelming to think about. And even if he doesn't get it all worked out, we will still be traveling A LOT for residency interviews. It's getting real, folks. But if I get my dream job, we are much much more likely to stay in Alabama...

And Dr. Hubby lost his pager last week. He came home and the pager clip was on his pants but no pager. And it made him really upset. But nooo I didn't laugh. But did you know if someone loses a pager then UAB sends new ones?

I got a job a few weeks ago. But it's not my dream job. It's a retail job. And my dad and Chris and Brooks aren't so happy about it. But now that I am getting used to it, it's actually fun. And it's something I can continue part-time if I get another job. And I am waiting to hear back from my dream job application. It will be a couple of weeks. If you would pray for me, I would appreciate it. And I know that God has a plan, so it will all work out for His glory.

Tuesday would have been my mom's fiftieth birthday. And it was a hard day. And I miss her so much. And it's hard to believe that this was a year ago. But I didn't want to not do anything (my dad had already put some flowers on her grave), so I went to Publix and bought a cake. Chris, Brooks, and I ate some that night. There is still a lot left. If I eat the rest of it, then I probably won't need to get those pants altered.

And the AcneFree is still working well. If I remember to use it. But it bleached out my green phone case. No joke. That stuff is for real.

I have been wearing these boring panties for YEARS and I'm trying to branch out. Even though sometimes I feel like it, I'm not middle-aged yet. And so I bought these panties a few weeks ago after reading on another blog that they are wonderful. One size fits all. But they aren't comfortable AT ALL. So I bought some of these panties last week and I LOVE LOVE LOVE THESE PANTIES!!! You must go get some. I love the Dream Angels bras, but never tried the panties. Spectacular. Comfy and no lines. You're welcome. The next time I see you in person I will wonder if you are wondering about my panties. Not really. That would be weird.

And Brooks gets a little bit smarter every day. And he really hates me leaving him for work. He doesn't understand. And he goes and gets his leash when I am getting ready for work. And It really makes me sad. But one day I will stay home with him again. If the government doesn't take over health care. But that's a totally different topic for a totally different day.

Chris and I are doing The Love Dare Bible Study with our Sunday School class. And it really is helping us communicate and be better, more Christ-like spouses to each other. But we are a week behind because of our work schedules. If people took the marriage more seriously, divorce rates would be a lot lower. Seriously, of all the new marriages each year, half will end in divorce. (That doesn't mean the overall divorce rate is fifty percent, but it is still alarmingly high.) Shouldn't we married folks be standing up and taking action and "fireproofing" our marriages?

If you aren't bored by this post, then thanks for reading this sporadic update of our little life, dear followers. And I'm working on some more really good post ideas. But don't get too excited, we all know what a procrastinator I can be. And is it just me, or are we cool enough for our own reality show?