Whew. Done with the pediatrics rotation. It's very weird now that we've been in the clinic that we won't be donning our white coats and poking people while they sit naked in a paper robe for an entire year.

As an aside, when the doctor asks you to open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and say AAHH, please do ALL THREE of those things. It's not just a cutesy expression to get you to open your mouth wide like 90% of the kids seem to think. We need to see your tonsils and the back of your throat and sticking your tongue out gets it out of the way, and saying AHH lifts your soft palate and uvula to widen the view. All of the kids, 4-year-olds to 17-year-olds would just open their mouths. Then again I would ask, please say AHH, and they would just sit there. "Say AHH" doesn't mean, "open your mouth;" it means actually say AHH.
OK, I'm done ranting, until next year.

Glen, my mom, my sister and I are all on vacation in Chincoteague, VA right now, enjoying a crazy thunderstorm from our hotel rooms. I want to post some photos, but I haven't used my own camera yet.

Glen, Amy and I just finished another rousing game of Apples To Apples, a new favorite. We always end up making up rules to mix it up a little. This time we also discovered that the combination of cards thrown out can give you great inspiration for a screenplay or other such endeavor. We are going to start drafting the script for Spicy: John Travolta Goes to Bollywood; it's going to end in a dance-off, of course.

It's obviously time for me to head to bed. I'm exhausted from fighting the waves today, and we're waking up early so we can all rent scooters before lunch.

One more thing -- Glen and I finished Harry Potter 7 today! Everyone can start speaking freely to us again; I won't have to give the disclaimer that I haven't finished at the beginning of every conversation.