Monthly Archives: May 2011

Adventure through Arkansas

Spending the long weekend on the motorcycle was a great getaway. Mike, myself, and my parents spent the weekend riding through Arkansas, Texas, and Oklahoma. It was beautiful and was some much needed time spent with my husband. “I think the best investment we have made is our motorcycle” (Michael). I would have to agree with him. There is nothing like spending hours on a motorcycle together. It is just the two of you, the road, and nature around you. When you have spent so much time apart, even if you are just in other rooms, sitting on the motorcycle together was great quality time.  Some of the beautiful places through Arkansas:
















There are lots of  beautiful hills, trees, and the sunshine was wonderful. The only bad part about riding in Arkansas are the chicken farms. They do not smell very good at all.  The curves are fun, even though you don’t want to be behind my dad on some of the hills because he makes sure he goes the speed limit, if not slower. You can tell by looking at the tires on our motorcycle that Mike likes to go around curves. Sometimes you can hear the pipes scrape the pavement, check out the chicken stipes on the tires.

Arkansas also has some beautiful parks, old civil war camps, and corp of engineer training camps. It was neat when we stopped at one of these camps, you could hear the wind blowing through the trees. The wind blowing through the trees was a soft hum that actually took us awhile to figure out what the noise was.

As always southeastern Oklahoma is beautiful. We made our way through the Talahina Drive to come back home.

After we finished the drive, we ended our day at Roseanna’s in Krebs, Oklahoma. It was so very delicious Italian food, might quite possibly be some of the best Italian food that I have ever eaten. If you are ever around the McCalister, Oklahoma area you should really stop by there and the Choc Beer Brewery. I don’t think you can go wrong with those decisions.

It was a great getaway. After putting 1,000 miles on the motorcycle and our butts, I was pretty glad to see Tulsa, but I am so glad that I got to spend an amazing weekend with the husband and the parents.  Now just a few more hours to relax and enjoy the Memorial Day Weekend before we have to go back to Tulsa, and back to the real world of work-study, dissection, and life. There will be more good adventures ahead this summer.

So far we have planned a float trip down the Illinois River, we shall see what else comes up.

Loud family dinners

Owen named us perfectly “The Loud Family”. Dinner was great! Thank you Rick and Carolyn, I am super glad you have taken the four of us girls in as part of your family. I don’t know what I’d do without these ladies. We have only been out of school for a couple of weeks and I can’t believe how much time we actually spent together during the semester. Lots of fun, lots of good times ahead of the Loud Family for the summer of 2011!

some people

I have figured out that no matter how hard I try sometimes it is impossible to get over not liking someone. Trying to have a conversation with some people is even impossible. Then there are sometimes that I feel like these people are out to get you, just because they know that there are upset and pissed off feelings between you. Wish I didn’t have to have anything to do with you this summer, but unfortunately I do! Just know this is not any of my amazing family members, friends, or classmates! Some people are just difficult to avoid.

Slacker’s Guide to Getting out the Door to Run

Slacker’s Guide to Getting out the Door to Run.

After a year of medical school and going from working out 30-40 hours per week, with my summer I have decided I need to find this person again. The person who loves to run, who loves to bike, who loves to sweat! I know she is in there somewhere. 5 am workouts I know I can do you, I know that I like you, and I know that I like the way I feel after I am done with you! I want to feel like I can actually call myself a runner and a cyclist again.  Besides achieving more knowledge this summer, I need to achieve some feelings of self worth and being beautiful again.


I believe we live in tornado alley. It never crossed my mind that people who live in Oklahoma have not lived here their entire life have not ever been in a tornado warning or a tornado. I am not saying I have but I am pretty sure most of us that are born and raised in Oklahoma have went chasing tornados. I want everyone to make sure that they know that a tornado warning is worse than a tornado watch!

So the school closed for the predicted snow storm that was predicted to happen this winter, well now they have closed for these predicted tornados and severe weather. Oklahoma never leaves us with a dull moment. I felt bad for all of the 2nd years, well I guess they are now 3rd years, who had to pack up all of their board review stuff, many of them walking out with arms full of pathology notes (a couple of them said well if the school blows away I still have to take boards in a month and need all of this stuff so it needs to go home with me).

Plus Oklahoma made the Nightly News with Brian Williams about the possibility of how the tornados in Oklahoma could turn into what happened in Joplin, MO.

Well we will spend the evening with Yogi watching out the window for the tornados to come and Dan Threlkeld on the television because these storms are apparently headed for Tulsa. I have a center hallway that we can close all the doors too. Hopefully the storms will just rain and pour here, no crazy winds, or other parts of storms that we do NOT like.

Mike, Yogi, and I will hold down the fort. If you would like to come hang out with, Natalie, you sure can! Stay safe! Don’t go chasing any tornados!  I am sure we have all out grown that by now. 

not one to take the easy road

So as of last week I officially finished my first year of medical school. Anyone that knows me knows that it was not an easy task getting here and the first year was really tough, but I have survived. Unfortunately I find myself spending the supposed “last summer of my life” at school studying to make up for a minor, and let me tell you minor deficiency in anatomy. This is after I have taken anatomy in undergrad and was a TA for anatomy in undergrad for a complete year. I apparently got the card that said it is going to take you a complete semester to remember how to learn something and be tested over it. I might be a little bitter but I will get over it, come July 26th.
Well today we got our schedule for the summer and there is going to be a lot of dissecting, but it is going to help me. I have to remember that. As Dr. J said, “instead of you being the lowest C in the class and struggling next fall, you will have a great understanding of the information and be able to remember it for pathology.” Every time I get upset about this I need to remember that. So I think I figured out that on the weeks that I am not assigned a dissection I will spend 2-3 morning in the lab, so that I can still have a few mornings to myself.

Biochemistry test is scheduled for June 17 @ 1 pm. Glad that will be out of the way soon. Then it can be all about having a summer and anatomy. Oh, and of course getting rid of a little extra pounds that I put on during the past nine months. Tried on swim suits and talk about motivation.

Old favorite but always delicious

Long ago when I was a pre-teen I went to Wichita with my grandparents. While we were there we stopped to eat at a restaurant called Spaghetti Jacks. I don’t think this franchise or business even exist anymore, but we thought it was a delicious Italian restaurant. One of us ordered rigatoni and we liked it so much my grandmother decided to figure out what was in it so that we could make it at home.

Well tonight Mike and I had it for dinner and it was delicious. Every time we have it for dinner it makes me think of being a little pre-teen in Wichita with my grandparents. Brings back great memories and then it reminds me of everyone that I have taught to make it.

start off with chopping up all the  vegetables and parsley.

Onions, green bell pepper, mushrooms, and then throw them all into a pan to brown.

Make sure you put the noodles in the boiling water while you are working on the sauce.

The sauce also needs pepperonis and sausage. We like blue & gold sausage the best. ( It even comes from Oklahoma so we know that it has to be delicious.

Then put everything together in the pan, let simmer for a little while. At least until the pasta is done.

Pasta on the plate, sauce on top of the pasta, and then sprinkle some cheese, we like to use Romana, but Mozzarella is good too.  Then enjoy!

boys, boys, boys

So I might not be ready to have children, but spending the morning with these two cuties makes me know that I want to be a mom one of these days. It wasn’t all fun and games, there were breakdowns, crying, and I don’t want to share moments, but there was also lots of fun! We played catch, played with frogs, dug in the dirt, played with the big dogs, played on the swing set, chased the ball, and just played outside for a good 2 or 3 hours this morning. Peanut butter and jelly makes a delicious lunch, with some clementines.

Little boys are fun and can be pretty dramatic. I am glad that Brooke lets me borrow her children and we were glad to help her mom out too! I think Mike and I should have little boys one of these days but he thinks that we need to have little girls. Maybe we should have one of both! Let’s get through medical school and then we can talk babies. I think Mike and I will have beautiful babies one of these days, but I could be partial since they will be  ours!

Owen and Blaine you are both super sweet and adorable.


so after the other night sitting here crying after watching dear 16 year old me, I started thinking about sunscreen. Then I remembered my album “NOW that’s what I call music 7” that had the Sunscreen song on it.

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.


Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.


Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

by Mary Schmich 

I might be a little obsessed with making sure I don’t get sunburnt anymore. 


It is time to celebrate, it is time to relax, it is time to sit and visit with friends. It is the time of year that I am assuming all first year medical students look forward to: summer. Yesterday was our last two finals of the first year of medical school. Then getting to sit in the outfield of our wonderful little baseball field, watch two hilarious baseball games, in which the OMS-1 team dominated. Good food, good drinks, and good friends finished the night. “Mike I am not setting and alarm, well actually making sure they are all turned off, so I can just wake up when I wake-up.”  Goodbye first year of medical school, it was not as big of an emotional outlet as I thought it was going to be, it was more of well I don’t have anything to study for, what do I do now!?!?

It was 10:30 a.m. when I woke up this morning, it was nice, really nice.