Once, Maybe a Slip, Twice...Hmm, Not An Accident?

Well, yesterday the oncologist suggested we order hamburgers and asked me if I'd be a non vegetarian for the day (probably because she knows that I can be a lil' flakey when it comes to vegetarianism). Well, I gave in and went for the gold: a bacon cheeseburger deluxe. And I never do bacon...well I shouldn't, I'm a vegetarian...oops. Well it was damn good! So good we had the same burgers today for lunch...but today I did it right and got it done medium rare! What's happening to me??? Have I really crossed to the dark side??? AAAHHH. But it was so good! Anyway, during some down time in the intern office, my intern mates and I were talking men's fragrances...and someone said that Burberry Touch for Men was irresistible. I was intrigued...so I investigated the notes of this fragrance, and I may have to get a sample for Marcus. We traditionally went for Hermes Eau d'Orange Verte for him, but maybe it's time for something new...

The Skinny

The latest issue with me: trying to maximize my 4 pairs of knee high boots...I've been trying to just wear them with dresses or skirts, but it's not always practical. So I figured I had to go out to try to find skinny jeans that would somehow allow me to still zip up my boots! I think I found them, and I think I can comfortably zip up my boots over my enormous calves, so let's see! This opens up a world of opportunity for me...speaking of "skinny"...we went to brunch at Le Pain Quotidien, and we ordered cafe au lait...and the waiter asked us if we wanted them "skinny" or "full"...and we were like "what does that mean"? Translation: skim milk or regular...so why can't we just say that??? Where are we, in California???

I'm A Handful

I had big plans for today, since I have a more sane schedule right now...I was supposed to watch "The Secret Lives of Bees" today, but I ditched that plan on my way home...I picked up some Parisienne Bakery bread from the local Japanese store...it's a thick, slightly dense white bread and it's great! There are free standing Parisienne Bakery stores, but you can get the products at a bunch of places, including Cafe Zaiya, near Grand Central. I swear I was a Tokyo girl in a previous life, specifically from Harajuku, of course...I tried to think who I was before that life, but I really don't know at this time. I was online today and I found an article discussing how some women may carry a gene that is linked to reducing breast size when drinking coffee...i.e. if you have this gene and drink a lot of coffee your breasts could shrink in size! I'm happy with my modest chest...I'm a "handful" girl, if you know what I mean...but seriously, if I were to shrink from here, that wouldn't be right. I say this as I drink a cup of freshly brewed coffee...ha ha. More on science: the coelacanth. I've been secretly obsessed with this beast since I studied natural history (when I was taking science classes to get into vet school). Who is the coelacanth? It's a fish that was supposed to be extinct, but isn't! Why is this so fascinating? Because the coelacanth is the last of the Sarcopterygians, or fleshy fish. The coelacanth was around earlier than the dinosaurs, and has been thought to be a close evolutionary relative to the fish that led to the first tetrapods ever on land. But this is controversial. So this is pretty cool, right? What else is cool? Going to the Museum of Natural History and following the evolution of dinosaurs...by the way, what's the photo about? Well I figured since I was talkin' bra sizes, I'd include a similarly themed photo. Apparently there's a Hong Kong flick named "La Brassiere".

My Human Medical Counterpart

I just got an email from Jennifer, my wonderful friend who's in the midst of medical school down on Grand Cayman. She recently had her white coat ceremony, which marks when your clinical training with patients start. She's the girl on the left in the photo. I'm so proud of her! It's a rough road...and I guess at this point in my internship, I'm probably not the beacon of positive thinking...so with her, I sometimes feel bad being honest about how I'm feeling these days...because the last thing you want to hear is that the hell truly does continue even after you graduate and become a doctor! We met at SUNY Purchase when I was taking my science classes to be able to apply for veterinary school, and she was doing the same for medical school. It makes me shudder to think about treating humans....eeeck! I don't think I could ever do that...it would be so strange...ha ha.

Realizations, Affirmations, and Gustaf!

Last night Jennifer came over. She updated us on her projects at her new job and it sounds like she's really enjoying her life as a city employee...Queens holla! Then it dawned on me: I had been working for seven days straight. That's just not right. YUCK. Anyway, this morning we ate brunch at a pretty good place...it's a French restaurant called Bistro Citron. First of all: these people know how to make to make a cafe au lait! The food was excellent. I LOVE brunch---it's my favorite meal! It's the perfect meal: breakfast food, lunch food, coffee, alcohol if you want...and you can eat brunch from morning to afternoon...heavenly. You know, I had always wanted to open a restaurant that ONLY served brunch all day and night. Marcus recently informed me that someone beat me to it; apparently there's a brunch only restaurant open somewhere in the village. Speaking of food, my most recent obsession is having plain Greek yogurt with honey for breakfast. I love honey...especially in warm milk! There's a fragrance by Fresh called Mukki...it smells just like warm milk and honey. Although I love that scent, I wouldn't want to wear a perfume with that scent! But I guess it doesn't matter anyway, because the scent is discontinued! Back to my original story: Jennifer stayed for a little longer, and then she headed back home. Then Marcus and I were trying to find something to watch on TV this afternoon. All we could find was Dirty Dancing. SO cheesy, I know. I tried to find something else, but there was nothing on. So we, or I basically resorted to Dirty Dancing. And although it's completely cheesy, I must admit, I like the movie in all its glory...you know, Daddy's little girl, the sensitive "bad boy", Daddy's little girl ain't so innocent anymore, and of course, all that raunchy dancin'! On a different note, our Gustaf made it on the SPCA's website...we're so excited. I submitted his post adoption update to the shelter up in Ithaca where we met him. Check it out and look for the handsome one!

Addendum! Important Update: Mi Amor...

I was searching the "ends of the Internet" as Marcus likes to say I do...and I stumbled upon a great little find: Lovegrove and Repucci's newest dinnerware! Maybe you can recall way back when I blogged about how much I LOVED their NYC inspired porcelain...which by the way, I am still longing for!

Life is Pain, So They Say

Life is pain, according to Buddha...I try to embrace that when things get a little rough. But pain is good---like when you're exercising...of course I don't mean "my knee hurts" pain. Because that's when I have to stop. But you know that achy-ness and good exhaustion you feel after you've done cardio and then some? My legs and abs ached after I worked out today, and it feels great. Since I'm on a less demanding service right now I'm trying to take advantage and work out when I can. Granted this will only last for three weeks, I guess it's better than nothing. Well, this Friday Marcus will be watching another game, so I'll be left to my own devices...so I think I'll indulge in a personal favorite, the show "The Starter Wife" starring Debra Messing. I highly recommend it!

Wednesday

Today was a fairly good day. I got home early. I was in a good mood. Tonight we're going to eat at Matteo's, a very highly regarding Italian restaurant just around the corner. So that'll be good. I hope to catch up on some good TV tonight, too. Tomorrow I'm going to be doing a bunch of spay and neuter surgeries at a shelter. Hopefully that'll go well. I can't wait until my day off...I just filled out my absentee ballot application. I really hope it gets approved in time! Yikes. Well, I heard about this tattoo removal-fading creme called Wrecking Bomb. That so would be a great thing if it worked, but I highly doubt it. I have three tats as it is. There's just one that I don't like and have never liked. That one I need to get lasered off. But I still plan to get another one. In fact that was supposed to happen before I started this job, but I had no time. Hmm...on my list of things to do...

New Week, New Schedule

I'm on oncology now. It's been a great schedule so far, which I'm thankful for. I've been seeing a lot of different types of cancer, and I really need to read up on them! Mostly lymphoma, as this is one of the most common cancers seen in small animals. It's already mid October and I'm a little surprised that the weather is still so warm. I love hot weather, but if it's autumn and it's not supposed to be warm, then it just freaks me out. I just got off the phone with Stephen who has informed me that there's some sort of horror film festival going on in the East Village! It's October and it's Horror Time! And with Halloween coming up, we'll be celebrating Gustaf, our black cat...and as we all know, what's Halloween without pumpkins, ghosts, witches, warlocks, chocolate treats, and black cats???

The Finer Things in Life...

I just enjoyed one of the finer things in life...grilled cheese. But not just any grilled cheese---MY grilled cheese. You see I appreciate the components of an extraordinary grilled cheese. I've thought long and hard about this. Of course all you need is bread, butter, and cheese. But they need to be of exceptional quality. The bread: I prefer one with less moisture, so I usually go for something like ciabatta, fresh of course. The butter: preferably the real deal, but if necessary Olivio does pretty well. The cheese: again, high quality. I prefer a combination of extra sharp cheddar and Monterrey. There has to be a substantial amount of both cheeses, but not so much as to overwhelm. The method? I butter both bread slices and cook so I get a nice light toast to both sides, with the cheese just melted. Hubba hubba...So if you ever want to experience what real grilled cheese should be, mosey on over to the island and I'll cook you up some, you hear?

Saturday Afternoon

This afternoon I indulged in a couple of movies...a few blogs ago I mentioned this Aussie flick called "Flirting". Someone I met said it was their all time favorite movie. Well, I watched it. It was a "coming of age" story mixed in with a little forbidden interracial love. Just my type of story! Then I admit, I watched "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants"...okay, I know---but it was on TV! Plus there was a blossoming young love affair going, and they were in Greece...it was great. Then it looks like the super cheesy movie "The Notebook" is going to be on TV tonight. So bad, so cheesy, but so appealing in spite of it all. I admit that it's pretty painful to watch most of the time, but some parts tap into that girly girl in me...What can I say? I'm a romantic when it boils down to it. Love and Chocolate: that's what it's all about, right? Tomorrow I'm back at work....augh. What a buzz kill.

I've Been a Very, Very Bad Girl...

I just did the whites and accidentally placed one of Marcus' favorite white button down shirts in the dryer when it clearly should not have been placed in the dryer...augh. I feel really bad. Then earlier I went to Anthropologie to return a leather bag...but then I ended up purchasing a few things. Woops...then earlier today I met up with Koh in midtown and we had lunch. We caught up and I heard more about his new wife. She's an artist, so I'm excited to meet her...she designs handbags and also paints. It's great when you see your really close friends because even if you haven't seen them in a long time, when you do meet up it's like it's always been. If you want to see a disturbing Koh-ism, check out Koh at an arm wrestling competition in Queens last year when his arm was snapped...literally...Then after lunch I went to Daffy's and bought a handbag...another faux pas...