problems with authority?

Doug and I stopped by Subway last night for a quick dinner. When we pulled in, there were four cop cars parked outside, and when we went inside the only other customers in there were four policemen. They smiled politely and didn't even pull a gun on us, but we couldn't get over how guilty and self-conscious we both felt the whole time. It was like the "COPS" song was playing on repeat and we were waiting for them to arrest us for requesting too many napkins or not finishing our sandwiches. Talk about paranoia!

Why is that?

Irrational Thoughts

Jackie would premise this post with the fact that I always have to be reminded to read our blog.

That being said, ever since this blog thing has come into our lives I have occasional moments of suspicion towards Jackie. My mind tells me that she is being sneaky. This is primarily because of the many times where someone has come up to me and commented about something that recently happened to Jackie and I that I had no idea we had told anybody. These events arouse my suspicion that Jackie is covertly telling the world everything that happens to us.



And truthfully I don't care. I actually love that Jackie keeps the blog well updated, but my mind evidently does care because it reacts to people's well meaning interest in my life by saying, "Hey, there's no way that you should know that that just happened!" Luckily I quickly remember that Jackie really is telling the world about our lives and these people just want to share in our joys, tears, illuminations, and laughters.

So thank you Jackie for being so sharing. Thank you friends for being so interested. And thank you brain to remember that it is okay for some people to know things about me before I do.

Jackie, I will do better about reading our own posts.

the revenge of the bladder

Dear bladder,

Just the other day I was telling a friend that--to my surprise--I wasn't hitting up the bathroom more since getting pregnant. The doctor wasn't concerned, so I boasted I was one of the lucky ones that didn't have to feel owned by her bladder for 9 months.

But, dear bladder, you obviously heard me say that, because these past few days you have clearly been carrying out your revenge. I doubted your ability to be this annoying, so please accept my apologies.

Sincerely,

J. Shafer

let's be accurate...

I'm all for giving credit where credit is due, so allow me to present the real version of "Hey Ya" that was on Scrubs:



After our last post, somebody reminded us that the character Ted (actor Sam Lloyd) really is singing in that episode. (But I'm pretty sure he's doing a cover of Obadiah Parker's cover. I think.)

But Ted's version ain't on iTunes, so in that respect... Ted: 0, Obadiah Parker: 1.

hey ya

We first heard this song on a Scrubs episode a few months ago, and thanks to Richard we figured out who sings it.

So enjoy my song of the day: an acoustic cover of “Hey Ya” by Obadiah Parker. Beautiful voice, bushy beard.

new tackle box

For fishing tackle? Heavens no... for dental tools. Duh.

Year 2 of dental school started last week, and Doug's a happy camper so far. He'll start having regular time in the clinic this year, and he's thrilled. I just hope his future patients are as excited as he is. :)

we came, we pied, we conquered

Huh, it worked. And it wasn't bad. And, 24 hours later, we're still alive!

Note to self: You can feel farm-like even in an apartment. Thanks, tree out front and super-simple pie crust recipe.