After Wednesday's respiratory and PPS exam followed by Friday's renal exam and practical, I was pooped... so pooped, in fact, that I squeezed in a visit to Brandi's lab in Rice's fancy Biosciences Research Center and then crashed at home. I set an alarm but either turned it off or slept right through it. Next thing I knew, Brandi was calling to see where I was for our ballet date. Yikes! I scrambled around my messy room (it tends to get that way around test time) and threw on something suitable. Darling Peter chauffeured us to the Wortham Center, delivering his wife and me to the entrance only a few minutes late.Without Boundaries started off with a contemporary piece from The Netherlands that I found quite interesting with the provocative movements and rhythmic beats. The second piece was a premiere by Houston Ballet's own artistic director Stanton Welch. Booooooring. Only after reading a review in the Chronicle did I realize this vanilla piece was about the four elements. However, the final piece was absolutely fantastic. Twyla Tharp's The Upper Room was one of the best dances I've seen in a long time (including jazzy performances on So You Think You Can Dance!). From the music to the costumes to the incredibly original and amazing choreography I found myself wanting to shout, "Encore!" to see it all over again (see a clip for yourself, above).After the ballet, Brandi, Peter, and I went to Berripop for some fro-yo (above). I indulged in the blueberry and raspberry pomegranate swirl in a waffle cone. Yum! Just when I thought I was going to get some shuteye, I rallied and made an appearance at the end-of-block party at Open City in midtown. It was fun to see classmates without the look of terror in their eyes or the tension of test-induced stress in their shoulders. As you can see, Tiffany and I were VERY excited to be done with Block 7. According to Peter, we only have the worst block left. Oh, joy.Saturday morning was surprisingly eventful with Race from the Cure bright and early. I perfected my walk-jog skills during the 5k and enjoyed some bananas, Yoplait yogurt, and bottled water afterward. Though it was quite overcast during the race, the rain held off and the weather was perfect for a run (errr... walk-jog). Several Baylor students were there for race day, so it was fun to see them out to support the cause.I jetted home after the race, rinsed off, brushed Wentworth, and headed to church. Now, why on earth would I go to church on a Saturday, you ask? And, why would I bring my favorite feline friend? Well, Christ the King held a special service for the Blessing of the Animals in celebration of St. Francis of Assisi. There was prayer, scripture, and an individualized blessing for each of the 20+ pets gathered in the church courtyard. Wentworth was a bit terrified at first to be out in public, but he was a trooper. He put up with people remarking on his extraordinarily large size and made friends with some of the people/pets. Needless to say, the event wore him out to the point where he was panting like a dog on the way home. At least he's extra pure and holy now!I spent the rest of the weekend napping, watching a couple movies, shopping a bit, catching up on emails (sort of), doing laundry, and tidying up half of my room. :) Block 8 already started today, so I am gearing up for a few weeks of GI and hard/soft tissues.
I wonder if we should get Kitty blessed? Moving to the lake has required her to become an "inside cat" because of coyotes. Her world has been turned upside down, and she could use a little help.
BTW, reading your Blog always makes me want to buy stock in ice cream.
After the ballet, Brandi, Peter, and I went to Berripop for some fro-yo (above). I indulged in the blueberry and raspberry pomegranate swirl in a waffle cone. Yum! Just when I thought I was going to get some shuteye, I rallied and made an appearance at the end-of-block party at Open City in midtown. It was fun to see classmates without the look of terror in their eyes or the tension of test-induced stress in their shoulders. As you can see, Tiffany and I were VERY excited to be done with Block 7. According to Peter, we only have the worst block left. Oh, joy.
Saturday morning was surprisingly eventful with Race from the Cure bright and early. I perfected my walk-jog skills during the 5k and enjoyed some bananas, Yoplait yogurt, and bottled water afterward. Though it was quite overcast during the race, the rain held off and the weather was perfect for a run (errr... walk-jog). Several Baylor students were there for race day, so it was fun to see them out to support the cause.
I jetted home after the race, rinsed off, brushed Wentworth, and headed to church. Now, why on earth would I go to church on a Saturday, you ask? And, why would I bring my favorite feline friend? Well, Christ the King held a special service for the Blessing of the Animals in celebration of St. Francis of Assisi. There was prayer, scripture, and an individualized blessing for each of the 20+ pets gathered in the church courtyard. Wentworth was a bit terrified at first to be out in public, but he was a trooper. He put up with people remarking on his extraordinarily large size and made friends with some of the people/pets. Needless to say, the event wore him out to the point where he was panting like a dog on the way home. At least he's extra pure and holy now!
I spent the rest of the weekend napping, watching a couple movies, shopping a bit, catching up on emails (sort of), doing laundry, and tidying up half of my room. :) Block 8 already started today, so I am gearing up for a few weeks of GI and hard/soft tissues.
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I wonder if we should get Kitty blessed? Moving to the lake has required her to become an "inside cat" because of coyotes. Her world has been turned upside down, and she could use a little help.
BTW, reading your Blog always makes me want to buy stock in ice cream.
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