Six months in to residency! Still the best job ever. I go through cycles where I'm more and less excited about it, but so far no desire to change.

Also--I got married. There is that. Best thing that ever happened to me, even as we remind each other on a daily basis that we're not perfect. The last year has been full of huge life changes for both of us--graduating medical school, getting engaged, leaving good jobs, moving across the country, starting school, starting residency, getting married--and now it's good to just settle down and figure out what life looks like. I still have moments where I look at him and think, "I get to keep doing this? Forever? Awesome."

I also walked into church this past weekend and was startled to realize that it has begun to feel like my home church, like I actually belong there. Since I attended for several months without anybody noticing, the fact that we are making friends and becoming part of the community is good--and about time!

Also, I catch all the babies. I do C-sections. I've started doing gyn surgeries. It makes me happy. Pretty much the only downer to life is when acutely psychotic patients come into triage--I don't know how to talk to them and I get frustrated easily. Especially since the last one delivered a breech baby into the toilet after refusing to let us touch her.

Finally...this weekend is supposed to call for snow! Actual white stuff! Whoo hoo!