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Pictures!

Here is a photographic summary of the last five weeks of my existence. We'll start with the PG photos and work our way up to Incriminating.

Exhibit A: A few of my fellow cohorts walking into clinical at the hospital, Day One.

Exhibit B: Me, holding a delicate newborn child, my new nephew, Ben. This is to soften my image in your minds to prepare you for upcoming photos. Oh, and my nephew's pretty cool, too.

Exhibit C: Maddie, clearly having a Rock Star Moment. Don't hate her because she's beautiful.

Exhibit D: Cross-stitched evidence of my glorious birth, in celebration of my 30th birthday. First day of spring, the cusp of Pisces and Aries, the Alpha and the Omega of the zodiac. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Sock it to me.

Exhibit E: Kickin' It Old School with the Palomino OGs (that's Original Gangstas, lest ye question). Reunited and it feels so good.

Exhibit F: Nurses (And a Teacher) Gone Wild.

Exhibit G: Me and my Annie Bananny in a little pic I like to call, "I luv errybody... I luv u gyyyyyyz..."

Exhibit H: Oklahoma Patsy demonstrates to Mississippi Brooke one method of supporting the scrotum during a testicular examination? "And they-ehn..." "Mah lord! Y'all are crazy."

Exhibit I: Justin lets his hair down for the first time ever in our presence, in which process we discover our friend is not who we thought he was, but has morphed irrevocably into Matt Dillon's character from "Singles". I don't mean that in an Eddie Haskell kinda way.

And finally, Exhibit J, just prior to our leaving, much to the relief of probably everyone else in the bar: Lori, starting off the dance party right.

I turned 30. Ann, whom most of us had deemed The One Who Would Never Marry (nevermind we never said it to her face - she'd probably have punched us)... Our little Annie is getting married (sniff). We laughed. Until we cried. And closed the bar. And packed six people into my Saturn. And played guitar and ate cheescake until the wee hours. I have not had that much fun in one night in years, something my liver is undoubtedly grateful for. No one in this circle is allowed any milestones until our nervous systems are back in proper working order.

Back to the drawing board...

Posted by stephanie at March 28, 2008 10:01 AM