It's the Little Things

Hope everybody had a great 4th of July. I spent the day hiding in my living room and watching fireworks from the window. Even though it sounds boring, it was a GREAT 4th.

The last several days have been spent working on projects and cleaning and unpacking and organizing and I honestly wouldn't have had it any other way. It's not common to get to have this time and I really took advantage of it. Since we're out of midterms and now just into middle-term exams, things have calmed down a little bit and the frenzy is slightly less. So, now is the time to take stock, study, write, prepare, evaluate, take care of business, catch up, and so on. I have one more exam this week, then one next week, and a paper due the following week. It's "just enough" to keep busy without going nuts. Then the preparations for finals (and boards--yikes!) will be taking place.

Our class has decided that we would start studying for boards on July 1st. Now, I don't know if anyone has actually kept this solemn vow--but I imagine we'll be at least going over some questions or something at lunch starting this week. Given the amount of material that we have to review, I think we had better get busy. The question book isn't that scary, but the volume of review materials is. From what I hear from the upper tris about boards, we're more than prepared for them from our studies and the board review (which starts in a couple of weeks) also helps tremendously. Here we go!

"Lawnmower Girls" by Kelly Povo (Fine Art America)

On other fronts: I bought my first lawn mower today. The last time I mowed a lawn was at my parents' house and I was probably about 8 or 10 years old. My dad forbade me from ever using the lawn mower again (I like to run over giant rocks) and sent me on my way. Frankly, I wasn't that upset about it because I have horribly wretched allergies and it seemed like a job more fitting for my brother--who needed to be tormented. But today was different.

Now that I'm in a house and not a townhouse, I have to mow the grass. Grass trimming services around here are far too pricey for a medical student, so I bought my own mower. It's an old school reel mower. No electricity. No motor. Girl-powered! These things are awesome! It may not be one of those new-fangledy bells and whistles mowers, but it always "starts", and it's quite a workout. Given that it's rainy season here (Summer is rainy season and it rains nearly every day), it's something that just has to be kept up with.

After I got back from buying the mower (off of Craigslist--gotta watch that budget), I could see the clouds rolling in. I knew it was going to start raining. I started pushing the mower about, received some strange looks from my neighbors, and proceeded to mow down my very overgrown yard. I was unbelievably surprised to hear one of my neighbors comment on how "nifty" it was, and another one to tell me that now several of the neighbors want one. It cracked me up. Guess I am changing the neighborhood. When the rain started pouring, it was absolutely wonderful. I kept working on the grass bit by bit (my yard really isn't that large) until it was all done.

Standing there in the rain reminded me of when my dad and I used to go outside in the front yard and dance in the downpour. We probably only did it a few times, but I'll never forget. Hey Dad, I didn't mow over any rocks. Are you proud of me?

It's the little things, you know?

Have a great week, Everybody. Take some time to dance in the rain (and call your dad - he wants to talk to you).